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I like to go clubbing and dance and listen to the throbbing music. I went out to an 18 and over straight club one night. I was 29 so I was putting away a few beers and had to take a piss pretty bad. I found the bathroom but it only had two urinals next to each other with no partition and I stepped up to the "short" urinal as it had some protection from viewers washing their hands. This short incredibly cute latino boy came up beside me and started to piss. I tried to make sure I didn't look in his direction because I didn't want him thinking I was trying to check him out. I felt like he was looking in my direction, then I heard him say,"no wonder you picked the short urinal, you didn't want your dick getting wet." I wasn't sure what to make of that, and kinda laughed and said,"yea, I don't want this big cock to be dipping into the urinal cakes." He smiled and while we washed our hands he got my name and added me on Facebook. When the club was closing down I checked my facebook and of course, he had already sent me a message. It was a non-chalant,"cool meeting you man, what you doing tonight?" I told him I was headed home, and he immediately responded and asked if he could hitch a ride to his mom's house which wasn't far from the club. We worked it out and he met me in the parking lot, got in and off we went. When we got to his mom's house he looked over and said,"I didn't actually need a ride, I ditched my friends so that you could take me home." I asked,"and why did you do that? you trying to get a look at my cock again?" hahaha He said,"yes, can you come inside?" On the way in, he said, that he hadn't ever tried anything with a guy before and that since no one was going to be home tonight he was wondering if I would show him some stuff. I was so hard my cock was about to rip through my jeans at the possibility of seeing this tennis player's ass naked. We got to his room and he apologized for it looking so "teenagey," As if I cared two shits. I grabbed him and started kissing him. He melted into my arms and let me dominate his mouth. He was moaning softly as I slipped off his shirt and quickly yanked down his pants and underwear. He was maybe 5 inches but hard as steel. I pushed him back onto his bed and pulled his pants and underwear off his ankles along with his socks. I got down on my knees and enveloped his cock with my mouth. He wrapped both arms around my head as I sucked him like the pro that I am. He was breathing harder and harder, I could tell he was about to bust so I slowed down and started licking his shaft, then his balls and started kissing his inner thighs and would lick his skin hard with my unusually long tongue. I was purposely licking and getting closer to his cherry hole with my tongue. I was afraid it would stink since he was new to all this, but he smelled like fresh clean sweat. No musky or unpleasantness at all. Which was all I needed to dive my tongue into his hole. I ate his ass and told him to jerk off while I tongue fucked him. He was experiencing things he'd never had before and his body was convulsing from all these new pleasures. I pushed him up on his bed and spit on my dick, lined it up right on his hole and started pushing. He said he didn't say he wanted to do "that." But I kept rubbing and pushing my fat cockhead on his hole and I asked him if he wanted me to stop, I wasn't inside him. He told me to keep going as he continued to jerk. I went down on his hole again and got it wetter with my mouth, this time pushing spit into him with my thumb. I did this for awhile and he was enjoying it completely. I came up a bit and sucked his cock some more while I slipped a finger into his tight wet hole. I took my mouth off his cock and found his prostate with my finger and started to rub it. When I pushed on his prostate his cock jumped and precum poured out. He looked down real quick and said with a shocked face,"what the fuck was that? Did I cum?" I told him I hit his prostate and not to worry, it's just precum. He laid back and let me suck him more while I worked another finger inside him. I took it easy on his dick with my mouth because he could've exploded at any moment. I got back up and started kissing and licking his neck and I grabbed ahold of my cock and started fucking his now slightly looser outer ring. I told him to breath, and to push out a little so it'd feel better. When his hole gave way enough I plunged my cockhead and an inch or two inside him. He yelled and moaned loud and his body froze. He told me to take it out it hurt too much, but I just said,"if I move right now, it's going to hurt like a motherfucker, get used to it first then I'll pull it out." He agreed as we stayed in that position without moving. I started stroking his cock and it didn't take long for him to get rock hard again. As I started stroking him faster I began rocking into him. My cock was barely moving in and out his tight hole. He was getting extremely excited and wrapped his legs around me. I kept jerking him and leaned in to kiss him hard, he was maniacal with lust now and he pulled me into him. I was halfway inside his hole and he let out a big sigh. "AHHHHHH! Keep going," he said,"put all that dick inside my ass." He didn't have to tell me twice. I pushed all the way inside him as he twisted and turned his body under me. I held him there for a minute then started to actually fuck his virgin hole. I was long dicking him now and he couldn't stop moving, he was grabbing at me, the sheets, his cock, everything. I could tell he was getting really close to cumming, his cock could cut glass at this point and was steadily leaking. I kept fucking his hole faster and faster with just spit for lube in his cherry hole, the friction was too good, I was about to cum too. I warned him,"I'm getting close. I'm about to cum." He was breathing so hard and about to cum so much so that he barely registered what I said and told me not to cum in him. I slowed my fucking way down to a near stop and said,"you don't want my cum inside your ass? You don't want me to shoot my load in you on your first time?" He was too close to blowing his load and the fact that I stopped fucking him halted his impending explosion. He said,"Keep FUCKING ME!" I said,"you want my cum? You want it?" He was jerking so fast now and grabbed me, pulled me deep inside him and said,"I don't care! Just fuck me like you were!" I obliged and started pounding his hole again when his whole body tensed up and he started shooting all over himself, stomach, neck and even into his open mouth, that's all it took for me as I began to shoot huge amounts of cum deep in his hole. We laid like that for ten minutes or so trying to calm down. I slowly pulled out and I got dressed. He just put some basketball shorts on and walked me to the door. He said "I can feel your cum leaking down my leg. I'm not out, I think I'm bi. I don't know if I want you to fuck me again, but maybe we could mess around sometimes." I fucked and bred his ass for the rest of his senior year and for three years in college.

Part 72 - Planting Seeds Warning: Rough Sex ahead --------------- The plane landed and it woke Joe up when the wheels hit the runway. He and Kyle got their luggage and met Jaime to get their car and head back home. The drive back to their apartment went a little faster without the frequent rest area stops - Joe and Kyle needed to give their cocks and holes a good rest. They walked into the apartment and dropped everything in their bedroom and passed out on the bed. Hours later, Joe woke up and took a piss before he wandered into the kitchen for something to drink. Joe sat down and started to look at his to do list. “I wonder what Blaine wanted after all this time” Joe said to himself. He pulled out his escorting phone and typed out a message - “Hi Blaine. Back from break. What’s up?” He waded through all of the emails and text messages he had accumulated since he checked before going to Mexico. A reply came in from Blaine. Blaine: “broke up with bf and want to get together. want to talk too” Joe: “ok. Wed? just got home n need to do a few things b4. 1 or 2 hrs?” Blaine: “2 or 3. bro will be there too” Joe: “uh. ok. He over 18?” Blaine: “lol, yes” Joe: “when? has to be after classes” Blaine: “btw 3 & 10pm?” Joe: “4pm ok? same place?” Blaine: “4 good. yes” Joe was torn. He really liked Blaine. His life had been hard and he imagined it couldn’t be easy being a gay farmer, but he seemed to be doing ok. He thought about it for a while and sent back another message and hoped for the best - “BTW, I’m HIV+ now. Let me know if you want to cancel.” He set the phone down and got worried when he didn’t get an answer back in a few minutes. He answered several more inquiries about hiring him, some he knew were tire kickers that just wanted pictures. One sounded interesting but was down in the city and the commute didn’t make any sense for a one or two hour meeting. The guy found him through one of the few web sites that he listed his true status since the bulk of the people on it were looking for other poz guys or guys to poz them. He had met him once before when the guy was in town near the university and it went well. He thought a moment and then chuckled. He sent a message off to Ric - “want to earn a few bucks?” As Joe was finishing up with the messages another one came in. It was from Blaine over an hour after Joe had sent his “I’m poz” message. Joe breathed deep and opened it up - “thats cool. c u wed.” Joe was relieved. It wouldn’t have been the first time one of his older clients decided to go elsewhere because of his new status. He figured he had gained more clients than he lost though, so it didn’t worry him. Joe leaned back and looked at the wall and noticed that there was a new TV on the stand. A big TV. A fucking big TV. The old 32 inch Black Friday special was replaced with a 65 inch monster. It had to be Steven, since Kyle had been with Joe all week in Cancun. He laughed thinking “porn is almost going to be life-size on that thing.” Wednesday seemed to arrive in no time and Joe finished up his 2PM class and headed home. He showered and cleaned out and made sure his the backpack was stocked with everything he might need. He drove out to the farm and it took a while. He barely remembered how to get there it had been so long, but when he pulled up to the house and saw the pride flag hanging, he knew it was the right one. Blaine was out and proud now. He walked up to the door and knocked and heard “Come on in.” Joe opened the screen door and walked into the living room and saw Blaine naked, seated on the couch and a younger guy, also naked, kneeling between his legs and sucking his cock. “Hi Dave. This is my little brother Carter. It turns out he’s just as gay as I am, maybe more” Blaine said with a laugh. “Get those clothes off and have a seat.” Joe chuckled at Blaine being a lot more assertive than he remembered. He set his bag down next to the couch and took his clothes off quickly. He looked over at Blaine and he looked just like he remembered, but with more muscle. Blaine was about six foot, 210 pounds of broad shouldered farm boy. But he wasn’t really a boy any more. His dirty blond hair was about the same color as his brother’s and their faces were very similar except for the scruff that Blaine usually had in that perpetual 3 to 4 day old beard length. Blaine had a light dusting of dark blond fur on his pecs and a trail down to his thick seven inches of uncut meat. Joe looked down at Carter and could tell he was a slightly smaller version of Blaine. He was only 5 foot 9 and his body had only a trimmed bush and armpit hair. The broad shoulders and muscles were the only things that really took him out of the twink category. Joe sat down next to Blaine with his legs spread wide and his right one pressed against Blaine’s left leg. Carter looked up briefly at him before going back down on Blaine’s cock, slurping and sucking like it was the only nourishment that he would get that day. Joe leaned over kissed Blaine and then squeezed his upper leg. “So, I guess we should talk first as long as your brother is occupied” Joe said. Blaine lightly slapped Carter on the side of the head. “Where’s your manners, can’t you see he’s got a cock that needs sucking?” Blaine asked. “Yes, Sir!” Carter said as he moved over between Joe’s legs, grabbed his cock with a fist and then looked it over. Joe could see that Carter was worried. “Just watch your teeth with the ring and you’ll be OK” Joe said. Carter opened his mouth and took most of it in. He gagged a little when the ring hit his throat but he eventually got all of Joe’s cock in his mouth. “Nice ink” Blaine said. Joe chuckled and said “I doubt you’ve seen all of it. I could say the same to you. It looks pretty new.” Joe held Carter’s head down for several seconds and then let him up. Carter gasped for air and said “Fuck yeah!” “Yeah, we both got tattoos right after Carter’s 18th birthday. He actually got two. A pride flag on his chest and the tribal on his arm. A guy tried to hassle him about the pride one at school, but a bunch of people stood up for my little bro. Anyway, I had heard about your secret through the grapevine. That’s why I called. I’m hoping you’re still toxic and will breed Carter and I.” There was a long pause. “Fuck, dude. You guys sure about this? I’m not on meds and have a pretty high viral load as of 2 weeks ago.” Joe asked. “Yeah we are” Blaine said and Carter pulled off Joe’s cock and said “Yes we are” excitedly and then dove back on Joe’s rigid shaft. Blaine continued “We were at the clinic yesterday to get our results and we’re both still neg. I was planning on you breeding us 3 times and then see what happens. If we don’t get pozzed, we’ll keep doing it until we’ve blown our last neg loads.” “Uh… It sounds like you’ve thought this out. I guess I can give you a bulk rate for that” Joe said and broke out laughing. “Uh, do you guys care who does it? I can get a couple other guys to help out if you want it done quickly.” “Carter doesn’t care. He’s a slut and loves having lots of guys fuck him. I want to watch every charged load that he takes, but I was hoping that you would be the one to do it for me. You helped me get through coming out and my parents dying and I’d like you to get me to the next part of my life” Blaine said. “Uh… ok. You know that you’re probably going to be sick when you convert. I sure as hell was. I hope you have someone that can take over the farm, especially if both of you are out at the same time” Joe said. Blaine could see Joe’s brain spinning trying to figure it all out. “Yeah, sure. There’s a few guys that can fill in for a week or two. Oh, and we can come in to town if that makes it easier. I just don’t know where we could meet” Blaine said. “I can come up with something. I don’t bring clients to my place since I have roommates, but I know of some other places. How did you want to do it today?” “Here’s fine or we can do it in our bedroom” Blaine said. Joe raised his eyebrows at the word “our.” “Got a towel or two? This could get a little messy” Joe said and Blaine was back with a stack of towels in a minute. “OK, who’s first?” asked Joe. “Carter. He won the coin toss” Blaine said. “Are you really sure about this, guys? It’s a one way trip” Joe asked. “Oh hell yeah” the brothers answered together. Joe grinned and then got up while Blaine put down a few towels on the couch. Carter was still on his knees on the floor waiting impatiently. Joe grabbed his arm and pulled him on to the couch on his knees, facing the window and his ass hanging over the front edge. He kicked Carter’s legs open a little wider. “Fuckin’ hot tat dude” Blaine said. Joe chuckled. “Hopefully you can earn yours soon. Now, do you just want it to happen from fucking or do you want some help?” Joe asked. “Help? Like drugs?” asked Carter. “I’m a 4:20 guy for drugs so that’s not gonna help. Nah, like wreck your holes with my fingers or a brush.” Joe said. “Oh yeah. Brush the hell out of it” Carter said eagerly. Joe’s cock twitched and he told Blaine “Grab his toothbrush.” Blaine ran up the stairs and was back down in seconds. Joe looked at the toothbrush and said “Dude, you really need to change these things every month not every year.” Joe looked around and saw the windows and door were open and then looked for something to gag Carter with. Not seeing much else, he grabbed his sock and stuffed it into the younger brother’s mouth. “This is gonna hurt, but just power through it” Joe said as he kneeled behind Carter. Joe licked his finger and pushed it into Carter’s hole, twisting it around and then doing it again with two fingers. He could see Carter’s body nervously twitching and looked back at Blaine who was staring intently on his brother’s soon to be violated ass. Joe rubbed his thumb over the pucker and then slowly inserted the toothbrush into the quivering hole. Carter screamed out, the sound only partially muffled by the sock. He squirmed and writhed until Blaine told him sternly to stay still. Carter settled down and Joe began to twist the brush around while moving in and out. He heard the sobs coming from Carter and knew that the reality of what he wanted was probably a lot more painful than the internet stories had led him to believe. Joe worked the brush a little longer and then pulled it out, showing Blaine the red bristles. Joe handed the brush back to Blaine and stood up, his cock rock hard from both the prep he just did and the dick pill he took before he drove over. He didn’t wait long and just gave a long easy push with his cock into the bleeding hole. Carter screamed out again and Joe felt the boy start to go limp. He held his position and tried to keep Carter’s lifeless body upright until he regained consciousness. “What happened?” asked Blaine. “I guess we found his pain threshold and he passed out. I’ll give him a few seconds and if he doesn’t come to, I’ll pull out and we’ll need to make sure he’s ok” Joe said. As he completed the last sentence, Carter jolted awake. He was sweating like it was mid-August and he had been working hard. “You ok?” asked Joe and he got a muffled and weary “mmmhmm.” Joe gave him a few more moments to recover and then slowly rocked his hips back and forth. He looked down and his cock already had a thin red coating on it. Joe knew that a long fuck wouldn’t be necessary and his precum was probably already soaking into the torn up tissue. He was just going to have to fuck long enough to get a nice load of his poisonous seed coating the fertile cunt. The longer he drilled into Carter’s hole, the more he heard him whimper. Joe looked back at Blaine as his cock pumped in and out and saw both a look of worry and him mouthing the words “breed him.” Joe drove his cock in faster until he felt the familiar tingling of his balls. Carter began crying out with each thrust and Joe knew he wouldn’t last long. He took mercy on the boy’s tender fuckhole and gave only a half dozen more strokes before shoving in all the way and holding Carter’s body tight. Ropes of diseased cream sprayed over the wrecked chute. Joe thought he finally heard a moan from Carter and smiled. He left his cock stationary a few more moments and then gave a few gentle strokes before he removed his cock. Blaine moved in and rubbed Carter’s back and removed the sock from his mouth. “You motherfucker! Are you fucking trying to kill me?” Carter screamed out. “That’s what you asked for, bro” Blaine said calmly. “It felt like he was ripping my guts out” Carter sobbed. Blaine kissed Carters head and then handed a plug to Joe for Carter’s hole. “FUUUCCCKKKK!” screamed out Carter as the plug stretched his hole and invaded his body. Blaine helped Carter to his feet, but he was still wobbly. Carter tried to sit in a chair, but the pressure on his ass was too painful. He pulled up a padded chair from the kitchen and kneeled on it. Blaine took his position on the couch and handed the brush back to Joe. “You better fuckin’ destroy his ass like you did mine!” barked Carter. The quiet, sweet faced boy was now sore and pissed off. Joe wasn’t sure if there would be a session two or three anymore, but he was going to finish up this one. He pulled Blaine’s ass apart and spit on the hole. He opened it up with first one finger and then two, just like he had with Carter. He could almost feel Carter’s eyes burning through the back of his head. He made sure when he brushed Blaine’s hole he did it just like he had Carter’s. Without the sock muffling his voice, Blaine was trying to stifle his screams. He buried his face in the back of the couch and endured the torture that he knew Carter had gotten earlier. Joe pulled the brush out of Blaine’s pussy and passed it back to Carter to see the stained bristles and drops of blood. Joe spit on his cock and rubbed the drying blood and cum mixture back into a liquid and then pushed his cock into Blaine’s hole. He heard Blaine say “fuck fuck fuck” in a strained, quiet voice. Joe began rocking his hips again, now with a new target. Blaine adjusted his body a little bit but nothing was going to soothe his torn up hole that Joe’s pierced cock was pumping in and out of. Joe piston’d his shaft into Blaine harder and harder until he had a good pace. It was going to take a little more time for his balls to refill and he hoped that Blaine was up to it. He was fucking Blaine harder than he did Carter and the slapping of their skin together really made that evident. He looked back at Carter who was closely watching Joe fuck Blaine. Joe wasn’t sure if Carter had ever watched his brother get fucked, but he was now and seemed to be turned on by it. Carter was stroking his cock while Joe was pounding Blaine. Joe could hear the grunts coming out of Blaine’s mouth, even though it was pressed tightly against the fabric of the couch. He hammered Blaine fast and hard and then shoved in deep. Joe roared as his charged seed pumped into Blaine’s bloody hole. As the spurts ended Joe stood there, holding the cum inside Blaine with his cock. He then felt a huge spurt of cum land on his back. It was followed by three more as Carter blew one of what might be his last neg loads all over Joe’s back. Joe turned and smiled back at Carter who was still coming down from his orgasmic high. “You got a plug for your brother, too?” Joe asked and Carter laughed. “Sorry, I got carried away. That was so fucking hot watching you poz up my bro” Carter said as he reached down and picked up another butt plug from the table. He started to hand it to Joe who waved him off “You should put your brothers in” Joe said, pulling his cock out of Blaine. Carter coated the plug with some of the cum dripping out of Blaine’s hole and then pushed it in, hearing Blaine yelp. Joe stood there a moment and then asked “Who wants to clean this up?” pointing to his cock. Carter eagerly dropped to his knees and licked up all of the jizz on Joe’s cock and balls. A few minutes later, there was just a sheen of saliva on Joe’s cock. Blaine was standing there as Joe sat back down on the towel covered couch. “So, when do you want the next one?” Joe asked, hoping that the first experience hadn’t quashed their enthusiasm for getting pozzed. Blaine looked at Carter and then back at Joe. “Originally, I wanted it in a day or two, but I think my ass needs some time to recover. No more brushes for me, that fuckin’ sucked!” Blaine said and Carter was nodding. “Yeah, I know. I powered through several fucks a day since I only had a long weekend to get it done with me, but I didn’t do the brush thing. How about we meet on Sunday afternoon and then next Tuesday or Wednesday?” Joe asked. “That sounds good. Uh, we kind of leaped into this and forgot to figure out a price” Blaine said. “I won’t charge for two guys, just one. Usual rate for this one, a hundred off the next two meetings. We can discuss it again if we need to do more than three times. I kind of doubt that we’ll have to do that, though” Joe replied. Blaine reached over to the table next to the couch and counted out the cash before handing it to Joe. “When I find a place I’ll send you a message. 3PM on Sunday ok?” Joe asked. “Sure Dave” replied Blaine.

It’s been a while, and I apologize for the wait, but here it is... Part 7. As I crossed from the harsh light of the store into the theater, my eyes were blurred both by the dark room and the cooling, but still sticky cum that had worked its way down my forehead. It was hard to piece together what I was seeing, but it seemed like a mass of men were standing around faced toward my naked body. Once fully out of the light, a door slid closed behind me and a sharp click pinged in my ears. Until that moment, I didn’t even know the theater had a door, let alone one that locked. At nearly the same time, as I was about to turn to the sound, a hand gripped my shoulder and a hot wave of tobacco smoke washed over me. It was him and there was no mistaking it. “You did a good job listening so far,” he said in a harsh whisper into my hear, more smoke winding by, caught in the stray light of the projected scene of a twink in a sling. “I needed you to prove yourself. Prove TO yourself, that you are the gutter slut you barely could imagine. Right now, you’re going to learn how far you’re willing to go.” He laughed a bit and I felt his other arm slide over my shoulder and press the warmth of the knurled bowl of his pipe into my ribs, just below my hardening nipple. “I brought some friends from the club for this little encounter. It’s a holiday party, and your ass is our present to ourselves.” As soon as those words left his mouth, he firmly gripped the skin of my neck between his teeth, his goatee delivering a shiver down my body. “Holiday party?” I dimly thought to myself. “What holiday?” I wasn’t that deep into gay culture so I couldn’t be sure if this was something I was supposed to know. I got lost in that particular thought for a bit until I felt his hands grab me hard, digging in deep, using my hipbones to swivel me hard left. He then released his right hand and rammed it into my back, directly between my shoulder blades. He bent me in half like a cheap pocket knife. “This is gonna hurt you a lot more than it’s going to hurt me,” he said loudly, through this teeth tightly clenching his pipe, “at first, that is. But when my cock is done with your hole, nothing’s gonna hurt anymore.” With that his hand slid around my arm and scooped up the cum still wet on my chest. He pulled it back and jammed his finger deep into my hole, hard, popping my eyes and blasting the air out of my lungs. His palm and other fingers spread the cooled cum all around my hole, lubing me. That middle finger rolled around my tight ring fast, sweeping what felt like every millimeter of my clenching rectum and fighting the fear tightened grip my asshole. He was forcing the issue and I was getting the message. Then, he yanked that finger out as hard as he had jammed it in, but it was curled into a hook as it exited. It felt for a second like he lifted me off my feet. Then, he pulled my folded body against his and his steel hard cock lodged between my ass cheeks. It slid up and back down leaving a full wide trail of precum as it traveled and I felt the ball of his PA trace out a line as he worked. With a flash, he pulled back, grabbed me by the hip bone again and drove his cock balls deep into me. It did hurt. It hurt a lot. It hurt so fucking bad, my brain scrambled back into the neighborhood of clarity. I hadn’t been fucked that much before, and when it happened, I had some trust built up. I was smart, I’d thought. Trust made me safe somehow. But now, a guy I’d met a few hours earlier, someone I probably couldn’t pick out of a police lineup, was fucking me harder than I’d ever thought possible. Bare. Hell, even if he had been wearing a rubber, it would have never survived that initial thrust. It would have shredded just like my insides felt at this moment. His cock burned as it bottomed out, and burned even harder as he yanked it back to the thick rim of his cockhead. I felt like I was a sock being pulled inside out. The word “STOP” rang out like a claxon inside my skull, but it came out of my mouth, “YESSSSSS! FUCK YESSSSSSSS!” Then came that laugh again, and that laugh went through his group of friends like an electric shock focused back at me. He held his cock hard and still, the head just on the business side of my cramped hole. “Told you’d it hurt! But you had that chance to make this stop. You chose correctly.” I could hear him take a huge draw off his pipe and he sounded like a locomotive boiler building steam. “Now...” The amount of time it took him to spit all that out was all the time I had to gather up the breath that had been knocked out of me. Instantly it was kicked back out of me. He slammed into me even harder, even deeper this time. I was surrounded by his smoke and the smell of hot cum radiating off my body. I shook hard, was shaken hard, and my ears were ringing with the pain shooting through me. Through that ringing I could hear the group hooting at the fucking being delivered into me. It could have been ten minutes or an hour since he started. Somewhere inside the pain, I felt the insane pleasure building. I could also feel his core tightening. He slowed to a slow driving, deeply rocking rhythm. It was then his hand released again and gripped me by my hair. He drew me up to his mouth. “You feel good now?” I nodded as best I could. “I’m glad, but it didn’t matter either way.” I nodded again. “Get back down.” I did, faster than I thought I could. His pounding slowed more, but he wasn’t pulling back as far and was somehow pounding even deeper. I felt him get harder, if that was even possible. Then he pushed until it felt like his balls were penetrating me. “I’m guessing you still don’t know what kind of party this is,” he gripped until his fingers felt like they’d go right through me. “It’s a welcoming party.” “Welcoming?” It wasn’t out loud. But it echoed anyway. “Now,” he sucked in his breath hard. And then he shot. And he shot. And he shot. It was like boiling metal inside me, but soothing at the same time. As the as the throbs through his cock slowed, and he held himself deep while he finished, he yanked my head back up to his mouth. He’d never let the pipe out from between his teeth. “Just so you know, I’m CigarDad. And welcome.” He yanked his cock out of me and I fell to my knees. As I lifted up, I saw the group waking toward me. My eyes cleared and I saw it. As the lead guy reached me, in thick black ink, just off center and above his hard cock, a scorpion dripping venom from its tail. My mouth opened and took his cock in deep. Behind me, another cock pushed into my swollen, broken hole. It pushed into me. And I was home.

PART 4 Those three letters threw me straight into holy fuck mode. Here I was 18 and still totally inexperienced and had just lost my virginity to a guy with HIV. And I hadn’t used a condom. And he came in me. And judging by the way he felt, it had been a lot of cum. All I wanted was to just get out. I don’t think I said a word as I quietly put my clothes on. I thought maybe he would say something, but he just let me quickly dress and leave. To say I was freaking out inside was putting it mildly. I don’t even remember driving home, but I do know I made a point to just sneak in and get to my room. I know I spent a decent amount of time totally in panic and sure I had aids. Then, almost against my will, as I lay in bed, I started to relive the whole thing in my head. And was instantly hard. My body was betraying me, even though I was still totally scared. I couldn’t forget how good it felt to suck a real man’s dick. And to get fucked. It had felt so good to finally get fucked. And then the cum, actually feeling him cum into me. And wait, he had tried to pull out. I was the one that stopped him. I had stopped him! In my panic, I had forgotten that fact. My hand that wasn’t stroking my cock reached down and fingered my hole, which was Still slick and wet. Wet with his cum, I thought, and that thought put me over the edge. I shot all over myself, one hand stroking my cock while my other hand was jammed two fingers deep into my cummy hole. It took a long time to actually sleep though, all I kept thinking about was how good it felt and how I couldn’t ever do it again. It had felt so fucking good. But it could kill me. And this last part especially. Holy shit, his cum is in me I am so scared. And then, holy shit his cum is in me, it’s so fucking hot I let a guy fuck me and cum in me. Another man’s cum is soaking into me. I finally fell asleep, still totally fixated on cocks and holes and especially, cum and hiv.

Chapter 1 –Revelations Being of small stature has impacted my life to a minimal extent. I’m Beau and this is the story of my Journey into darkness, a chasm of depravation and degradation. I was born in 1990 and have always been petite, I was a small child, toddler, child, teenager and adult. I stand a mere 5’6 and now a muscular 135 pounds. I have auburn hair and green eyes very common for my Irish heritage, I have a athletic body and keep in shape with the help of my best friend, confidant, partner in crime Matt. Now Matt and I go back a long ways, you see we were born just days apart in the same hospital, our parents being best friends and our dads having been friends since high school and college, even fraternity brothers and it is rumored that our moms got knocked up at the same Frat party, mere feet from each other. So back to Matt and me, we grew up as neighbors, our dads being partners in a construction company they founded while still in their last year of university, buying plots and building houses just four door away from each other. Matt and I shared birthday parties and many times ended up in the same social circles as each other, we were crib partners in daycare and best buds in preschool and kindergarten. Now it is only fair to say Matt was considered regular sized as a baby and as a child, so by the time we had reached 4th grade together our friends began to change, Matt going with the more athletic children and I with the more artistic. We were still very much still best buds and played together constantly. Towards the end of fourth grade however we began to drift apart, he went to play baseball and pee wee football, while I began taking dance, drama and Tae Kwan doo. It soon became apparent that our circle of friends were changing and we didn’t see each other outside of family and neighborhood social events. Now one of the disadvantages of being smaller is I sometimes got picked on, on the playground and at school, this is where the self-defense classes payed off as even though my petite size, I fended off the bullies with keen accuracy. It was several years later as we were entering High school that our friendship became cemented. While I had mastered the art of self-defense, it didn’t stop the constant bullying I was subjected too, as a petite somewhat effeminate 9th grader, I got called faggot, taunted and harassed about my dance and drama, and teased about my repartee with the girls. It was on one of these occasions when Matt was within earshot that he came to my rescue, not that I paid much heed to the assholes that were making the comments. Matt told them I was his best friend and if they didn’t leave me alone, they’d have to deal with him as well. It was the end of the day so I followed Matt to the locker room where he had football practice, he told me to take names if they gave me any more shit, and that he’d come over after practice so we could catch up, maybe see what help we could give each other in our studies. It was that night when I think I really began crushing on Matt as our friendship grew he became more like a brother to me Over the next three years we were a pair hardly ever apart except when classes or activities dictated, but I was always there to support him in his athletics and he my artistic endeavors. When our parents threw us a 18th birthday party during our senior year just before Halloween we blew out the candles together Matt’s 6’3” frame looming over my shoulder. One of the things that we discovered we loved to do together was work out, and while I was petite I soon built a muscled body with Matt’s help in technique and nutrition I was just as buffed as my buddy and we both loved to show off our toned bodies, turning heads of both sexes. There was one department which I excelled in and that was my cock was big, about 9.5 inches and of a substantial girth to make it the envy of most guys including Matt who although sported a nice thick 8.5 incher was still smaller than me. Several nights after our birthday party I found myself on Matt's balcony, we had both shown interest in astronomy early on in life and Matt’s dad had given him a really nice telescope, one of which we used to study the stars, so as we had on previous years we blew up the air mattress and drug out our sleeping bags and laid watching the meteor shower going on over our heads, occasionally looking through the telescope, but mostly looking up at the heavens and observing the streaks of light in the heavens’. Matt sat ups and packed a bowl then lite the bong took a hit and passed it over to me, I took a big hit and we put the bong aside “Dude, remember a couple years back when we were baked after the big game against central high, and I blurted out that I thought your dad was gay, and you said” Matt quipped “Yeah I said ‘not any more than your dad wanting to suck his dick’ and we both laughed at the thought” I replied there was silence for several minutes then he quietly proclaimed “Well I still think he’s gay, and I think they’ve been having an affair for most of our lives” “What makes you think that it is more than friendship? Does it bother you if they were gay?” I asked He was silent again then he whispered “I’ve watched them do it, shortly before I asked you, they were kissing and then your dad went down on mine and gave him head” Nothing was said for a while as we watched a cluster of meteorites sail across the sky, we laid there in silence, our shoulders touching our arms glazing each other, our bare legs touching. I lifted my head slightly, noticing the tent forming in Matt’s shorts by the pale moonlight, I reached down and took his hand, but before he could react I leaned over and kissed him, he hesitated the kissed me back my hand in his pressed against his rock hard cock as my passion took my kiss deeper and I was soon fondling him through his skimpy shorts while probing his mouth with my tongue, he in return began grasping at my ridged tool through my shorts. I broke the kiss and leaned back “Maybe the apples don’t fall far from the tree” I quipped

Back in high school my best friend and I had been fucking for awhile. One night after a foot ball game, I ended up staying the night with him. Typical weekend fun. We drove around drinking some low alcohol beer, then snuck into his room where we commenced our usual fuck session. As my buddy has a huge, nine or nine and a half inch cock, which is thick and uncut, I let him fuck me first, so I wouldn't lose my horniness. At that age I didn't know there were tops, bottoms and versatile guys. I just thought I had to let him fuck me if I wanted to fuck him. However, as a consequence of playing with him I eventually learned I was definitely a top, and remained so from college on through today. But back to this night, he was overly aggressive, he had my face pushed down into a pillow and was ramming his cock in and out of my hole incredibly hard. It hurt so bad, that each time he pulled out I found myself hoping he would miss the mark when trying to ram it back in. Thankfully, he missed several times and so I was, in some measure, spared at least some of the pain associated with being brutally rammed balls-deep by such a huge cock. We had the radio on and were in basement, and knew his grandma was sound asleep two stories above, so we were being as loud as we wanted to be. Finally he came. Afterwards I fucked him as hard as I could - if only for revenge. Truthfully I was kinda pissed he had pounded me so hard. The next morning, his grandma was at church and he had just left for work. I took a shower and was going to lock up when I left. I got out of the shower and went into the basement to get dressed. Standing naked in the basement bedroom, pulling my clothing together, I heard a discreet cough. It was his older brother, a football player who was one grade above us. He was standing shirtless near the bench press in the dark corner taking a break from his workout, which is why I hadn't registered his presence. I grabbed my underwear to cover my cock saying "Sorry. I didn't know you'd be here." "It's fine," he replied, adding "I actually got in late last night quite late, after the football guys went out drinking. I decided to crash at my grandmother's house rather than run the risk of being questioned by my parents." I gave a neutral reply saying "Oh, cool. Let me get dressed and I'll head out," pausing for a minute for him to leave, but he didn't move. Instead he commented "You know when I snuck in last night I heard a lot of noises and thought my brother was fucking his girlfriend, so I tip-toed down the stairs and saw him pounding the shit out of your ass. You gotta be sore from taking such a big dick." I was scared shitless at this point. No one was really 'out' back then, and if you were gay in small town you certainly wanted to do everything you could to keep it a secret. I just stared at him and stammered "Please don't tell anyone. I don't let him do it very often. I was just drunk, he usually just lets me fuck him to get off." Approaching me he responded "Don't worry man, I'm not telling anyone. But you really took a beating up that ass." He grabbed the underwear I was holding in front of myself, tossed them aside, suggesting "Lay back on the bed so I can make sure you're not bleeding," guiding me back onto the mattress. By the time he sat me down I was already hard. I tried to hide it, but he pulled my hands away murmuring "Don't worry, man, no big deal. Just lean back and lift up your legs so I can see your butthole and make sure it's okay." I just kindof mumbled,"okay," not knowing what to do. He was a few inches taller than was I, and some fifty pounds heavier with nothing but football muscle on his frame, so I complied when he said "Grab your legs and pull them up and hold them steady." Once I was in position, he crouched down at the level of my butt where he appeared to be visually examining my hole. Then he began ever so delicately sliding his fingers up and down my ass crack, his thumb occasionally seeking out and massaging my hole. Naturally all the while I was super hard, thoroughly turned-on by the thought of taking orders from a straight football jock with multiple girlfriends, who was now handling my naked little body as if it were a common every day thing. "Man, your hole is a little red. I better put something on it. Stay right there," he ordered as he stepped into the bathroom, returning immediately with some vaseline. I was still holding my legs up in the air when he got on his knees and started to look at my hole closer. I could feel his breath on my hole now and I was so hard I thought my cock was going to pop off. "Yeah, it's really red," he reiterated as his thumb again began exploring my hole. "Does it hurt?" he asked. "No," I whispered. This was a type of naked sexual thing I had never experienced and I my mind was racing, but before my head could explode my attention was diverted by an incredibly pleasurable sensation centered on my ass. Looking down, I saw his eyes on mine even as his tongue was buried in my hole. Now, my best friend and I had only sucked and fucked. We hadn't explored anything outside of the that two course sex menu, so a tongue-licking and a general massage of my asshole was an indescribable feeling. I involuntarily moaned like a girl. I couldn't help it. It was absolutely fuckin' amazing - and it was an utterly unexpected experience. He continued licking and laving my hole. I found myself closing my eyes and drifting off to a land of bliss, but when I occasionally opened my eyes to check out the tongue in my hole, each time I found his eyes were fixated on mine. I could also see he was stroking his cock - and fast, although given his position all I could actually see was a glimpse of his cock head, - and, of course, his hand shuttling to and fro. After several minutes he paused, stood, and presented himself to me: to my amazement his cock was quite like that of his younger brother, except signicantly bigger. His cock was at least ten inches, and had the circumference of a beer can. I couldn't believe it. My first thought was to go down on it, but was still under his spell, so I simply stood there, marveling at his tool as he meanwhile had begn lubing his throbbing cock with a generous amount of vaseline. And, when ready, he gestured for me to turn around and bend over. His mushroom head was laser-focused on my hole. It felt amazing, but I was scared to death he was going ram it into my ass. He, however, did no such thing, but rather rubbed his cock head over my hole, applying a bit of pressure on each pass, using one hand to guide his cock, and the other guiding my ass and legs, as well as providing a slight distraction. Again reaching for the vaseline, he began lubing my aching cock, telling me to jack myself off while he jacked off on my ass. I did so, as did he, but at no point did his fat cockhead leave my hole, so it was hardly surprising my ass was continually relaxing, so when at some point his cock head penetrated the outside ring of my ass. The sensation was a new level of 'amazing'. His massive, slicked-up cock head was opening my outer ring, each time hitting the inner ring. And yes, each time he pushed hard I was in some serious pain, but he was quite considerate, and he backed-off each time he came against my pain limitations. This went on for 15 or 20 minutes. I was barely able to contain myself. I was leaking precum and had to stop jerking every minute or two because he kept urging me not to blow. While I was young and dumb and knew nothing about edging, he certainly did. After several minutes of tentative fucking, he intensified the pressure on my inner ring, . Now and this time when I would find myself tensing-up, wincing in the process, he would gently urge "Breath slow and push out." He knew what he was doing because the second my inner ring relaxed just a tiny bit, he pushed his cock past it. I felt like a baseball bat just got pushed inside me. Tears started coming down my face, and he wiped them gently saying "Easy, buddy, you're taking it. Girls don't let me fuck them in the ass cause I'm so big, so I really need this. I f you let me finish off, I promise I'll never tell anyone you're a faggot." Gritted my teeth I muttered "Okay. Go for it." He was extremely gentle with me, and after about ten minutes he was all the way inside me. Even though he was bigger, it wasn't nearly as painful as when he brother fucked me, but again, we didn't know about lube or taking our time, we just fucked in order to cum. I had this straight football jock balls deep in me now for a little while and he was fucking in and out of me when I got hard again. He told me to stroke myself. After a few minutes of stroking my own cock, I was feeling pleasure from every inch of my ass inside and out, - through my taint, balls and cock. I was breathing like I had run a 5k. Everything felt so good. He started to fuck my hole faster and faster and telling me he was getting close. I was so turned on I started jerking faster and felt a burning pleasure inside my hole, ten inches and all around. I felt like my asshole was having an orgasm. My cock may have gone a quarter limp, but I was still plenty hard enough to continue jerking and could feel my cum boiling up as my asshole was shaking and felt like it was about to explode. He noticed as he was fucking me harder and said,"Yeahm shoot your load, man." That set me off and I moaned louder than I ever had before and exploded! I was cumming all over myself, my neck, face, and in my wide open moaning mouth. My asshole was quivering and clenching when all of a sudden I heard him yell,"FUUUUCKKK!" He started blasting his load inside my ass. It took him a minute to empty his balls inside me. I was soaked in sweat and cum, he was dripping sweat onto me from above. We stayed like this for a bit before I slowly started to pull out. I felt completely empty now. He told me to go sit on the toilet then shower again, he'd use the upstairs shower. Before he walked up the stairs, he said,"I've never cum so hard in my life. I needed that man, you took it like a champ." That night I jerked off eight times in a row to the memories of him fucking me that morning. The next day at school I was amazed at how easily we acted like it never happened. Not even a knowing look between each other. I became a top, but for a year in high school, I got fucked about once a week by a straight football player with a huge cock who made me cum like no one else ever has.

I was 23. By this point in my life I had experienced quite a bit of gay sex. I had been in threesomes, saunas, taken multiple one-on-ones, and, of course, blowbangs. All my sexual encounters had been safe, but that didn't prevent me from routinely fantasizing about taking a bareback load. I had just returned back to the UK after a week long ski trip with my cousins. On most ski holidays I would hookup with multiple guys on Grindr and would have satisfied my need to get arsefucked, but on this ski trip I had only managed to suck two cocks! And to make it worse, I hadn't had cock in my arse for weeks! Not surprisingly, I spent the entire journey back to my house googling big black cocks. I was turned on for a good fucking. We returned to my cousins' home in the Midlands where I collected my car, quickly setting off to central Birmingham where I knew I could quickly get a hookup with a nice big cock. Within minutes I was speaking with a guy called ++ BBC. He invited me over at his apartment and wanted to have me for the next few hours. As an enticement, he told me his cock was a good nine inches. I agreed, we exchanged our respective locations, and I set off walking to his flat to meet him. I met him straight outside his flat. I didn't expect to meet him outside so I was quite shocked when he met me on the sidewalk, where he gave my ass a sharp slap asking "Is this thing ready to be destroyed?" We caught the lift up to his flat as he was on the second from top floor. I could make out the edges of his cock through his jogging bottoms and I was getting nervous from its sheer size. He pushed me up against the side of the lift turning me and pushing my face in to the mirror, he began sliding his spit-lubed finger in my arsehole as his thick meat pushed into the side of my leg. We arrived on to his floor, he pushed me out the lift and dragged me to his door, where, upon opening the door, he pushed me inside and pushed my head down hard until I collapsed to my knees. I wanted to suck his cock so bad and take his thick load in my mouth. He undid his jeans, belt and threw off his top. I could now make out the larger outline of his big flacid black cock in his boxers. I gasped looking at how big he was. I felt as though it was at least 2 inches longer than the 9 inch he said I'd be getting. Pulling down his boxers out sprang the huge black cock I yearned to take. I was becoming very nervous as I thought this would split me in two but I stared mesmerised. I spared no time in beginning to deepthroat, wank and suck this monster. My black man loved this and decided to face fuck me grabbing the back of my head and forcing his cock down my throat, followed by repeatedly cock slapping my face with his spit soaked penis, talking to me about how much he thought I wanted his cock in my asshole, I loved it. He pushed me towards the bedroom, made me undress and forced me in to a doggy position. I asked if he had any condoms so he put one on. Then, having lubed both his cock and my ass, he stretched me by slowy pushing on and off my asshole until his head was in. Then pushing in and out of my asshole until he was about 7 inches deep. My ass felt like it was going to explode. He was only seven inches in but he was by far the widest girth cock I had even taken. He pulled out and started playing with his cock. I reached backwards to play with him and finger my gaping arsehole when he snapped "No!" Pushing me down in to the bed and putting handcuffs on me he commented "You're my slut for today," while rubbing his cock over my arsehole as he commented "I think we need a blindfold too." I begged him not to but I couldn't do anything. He applied the blind fold, came round the front of me and starting face fucking me again. I could tell the condom was off as I could taste it still but just felt thick meaty cock in my mouth. He pulled out of my mouth and said "Now, are you going to take my cock bareback or do I need a gag as well?" I agreed to take him bareback - I had no choice but to. I was terrified having never done it before, so I asked if he could cum In my mouth. He aggred putting more lube on his cock and again started sliding his cock in and out of my arsehole. It was going in so much easier without a condom. I could feel the base of his cock pounding in to me and could hear his balls slapping against mine I could feel every contour of his cock. I didn't know my asshole could take such a long cock. He started picking up speed ignoring my crys of pain/joy and shouting back at me "This is what you came here for, you slut!" He pushed me down in to the bed. I felt like I was wrestled into submission, being so contrained I couldn't move if I wanted to. I couldnt move. His thrusts were hard and deep in to my hole until I felt his cock throbbing and began feeling wet all over my ass and cum spurting inside me. Withdrawing his cock, he stepped around in front of me and unceremoniously thrust his cock into my mouth. I could taste his cum and enjoyed cleaning his cock. This time withdrawing from my throat he gave me a light slap promising me "You'll have more later, bitch." He walked out of the room and I could hear him on the phone next door but couldn't make out what he was saying. It's worth noting this entire time I was laying flat on the bed, my hands still hand cuffed and blindfolfed with cum dripping down my balls. He went on to fuck me again later that day and then let me go. I met him several times afterwards and even met him and his two friends together.

I was on Grinder trying to find some ass to fuck. I was 28, working hard and working out regularly. I had a pretty good body and was getting some young dumb bubble butts to submit to my cock because of it. This 22 year old black guy hit me up on Grinder and man, did he look good. He had a lean muscular body, very cute face and a juicy hard ass. He just wanted oral, but I was reluctant because I don't cum from blowjobs. But then he sent a pic of his dick. It was a solid 9 inches, not as thick as me, I'm 7.5 and thick as a red bull can though. His cock immediately turned me on, I loved sucking big dicks. So I agreed to meet him at his place to suck him off. I showered up and once I got there, he opened the door in a wife beater tank and shorts, except his huge cock was dangling out of the front. I came in and he sat back down on the couch, hard as fuck, watching his laptop porn and told me to take my pants off and sit down. I quickly took my pants and underwear off and sat next to him. I had gotten hard as a rock the second I saw his dick at the front door. He and I were stroking ourselves for a minute when he told me to suck his dick. Which I gladly leaned over and started sucking his steel pipe. After a few minutes he asked if I swallowed. Of course I swallowed, but for some reason I froze and didn't say anything. So he took that as a "no" I guess and told me to get on the floor so he could jack off on my ass then. I got on the floor with my head on the couch and ass in the air. He started jacking off on my ass, I felt his hand sliding up and down his cock because his hands would rub against my cheeks. Then every once in awhile he'd slide his cock up and down my crack, his cockhead of course would slide over my hole when he did this. He started pushing my lower back down and telling me to push my ass up more, but I couldn't for some reason so he told me to put my face on the floor. That seemed to work. I felt very vulnerable at this point. He apparently had lube in his shorts pocket because he stopped stroking, I heard a "click" and then his hand came around to my hard cock and he was stroking me with silicon based lube. It felt really good and after a few minutes I was tensing up. He stopped stroking me and told me to jack myself off while he finished. I was jerking off, getting closer and closer and hornier and hornier. He kept swiping his cock in my crack and on my hole the whole time when he suddenly stopped right on my hole and started pushing in. I hadn't bottomed since high school, so I didn't pay much attention to it. I thought there was no way that big dick would get inside me without it hurting like hell and me jumping up. But his cock started sliding right in my hole! It felt so fucking good too, no pain at all. This was such a surprise to me I got extra horny and just let him keep going. I was still jacking off while he was jacking off my hole and insides with his big black cock. After awhile of him pushing his cock in and then all the way out of my ass while I was jerking I could barely handle it. It dawned on me he was surely going to cum and I didn't want any STDs so I looked back and told him not to cum in me. He was like,"no problem just let me keep going til I'm about to nut." I started feeling my balls tense up and my hole was clenching and unclenching, having it's own orgasm around a BBC. I was panting like a bitch in heat. I barely was able to say,"I'm about to cum." He told me to blow my load all over the floor, and he really picked up the pace, his cock was going in and out of my hole so fast and so slick. I moaned so hard and started blasting my load onto the floor and couch and he moaned loud and pulled his cock out and I felt him spraying cum all over my back and up to my neck. My hole felt thoroughly used and wet while I still had my head on the floor trying to catch my breath feeling his cum on my back sliding toward my neck and head. I came back several times and would suck him and swallow his load, but he would only let me do it if he got to finger my hole while I sucked him. But hey, that was the price I had to pay to suck a hot young guy's big black cock.

Part 10 Inside was a large screen at one end of the room and about 40 theatre seats in the middle, set up like a small screening room. Around the edge there were sofas and a fuck bench or two. There were men already there, some alone, some in small groups, doing what men do. Breed filthy cumdumps, and cruise for cocks to get shoved in greedy cunts and mouths. It was dimly lit, most of the light came from the sleazy Treasure Island video playing on the large screen, some nameless faggot getting gang banged while begging for loads of sperm in his cunt. I could really relate to videos like that. I wanted to star in one myself one day and make Daddy proud by showing off what a whore I was for the world. But right now I was completely spun and just wanted to get fucked some more. My cunt was plugged up with a fat toy and full of sperm, and I desperately needed more cocks to rape me. Chuck went over to one of the long sofas and we parked ourselves there. Adam was talking to Chuck and laughing but I was laser focused on cock. I had to have more cock inside me. I was desperate for it, I didn’t matter care who’s cock, as long as cock was splitting my cunt open and shooting a load of sperm inside me to lube me up for the next man who wanted to rape me. Daddy smiled at me and reached over to pull me close. He kissed me hard on the mouth and said “How you doing little buddy? You horny as fuck?” I nodded to him. He could see the desperate hunger in my eyes. He kissed me hard on the mouth and held me in his arms. “You want some more cock to breed you son?” I nodded again. I was pretty high and could barely speak. I had a feeling that if I was pressed the only words I would be able to say were “rape me Daddy, I’m a whore” and “breed my cunt.” “Don’t worry, son, I’ve posted a few ads telling people you were a cumdump and taking on all comers.” Daddy smiled at his little joke and I just leaned up and kissed him hard on the mouth. “Fuck, I love you so much Daddy, you know exactly what I need.” Adam and Chuck were also kissing as Daddy sat me down on the sofa next to them. Both of them had opened up their pants and there were two beautiful cocks staring at me, one cut, one uncut. I love uncut dicks, so I started by moving over in front of Adam’s cock and taking it all the way down my throat in one stroke. “Damn, Sir. You sure have trained this faggot well. He’s been taking your cock for a while now, I can tell.” Daddy laughed and said “yeah, I’ve been fucking his holes for a few years, ever since I caught him shoving cucumbers up his ass. His Uncle and cousins have also used him, he’s basically the family whore.” “That sounds amazing, Sir. I’d love to watch his family pull a train on his cumdump.” Adam reached down and held my head all the way down on his thick cock until I started to gag. “There we go. That’s a good faggot. He’s got no problems with deep throating a fat cock, I see.” Daddy laughed and said “Well, you’ve seen mine, it’s probably been in his holes more than any other cock, and I try to rape his throat every day.” Chuck leaned over and kissed Adam hard on the lips, and Adam pulled my head off his cock. I desperately came up for air, panting loudly. Chuck looked down at me and smiled, and said “My turn.” He grabbed my head and shoved it all the way down on his equally fat, cut cock. He began slowly raping my throat, not caring whether I could breathe or not. He was using me for his pleasure. Exactly what I exist for. Daddy just laughed and said “That’s it, Chuck. Teach my boy what his holes were meant for. He should be getting your cock nice and wet so you can shove it up his cunt. He needs more cum in there. Twenty loads isn’t enough.” “Fuck, Mike no way I’m wasting my load on his mouth. I need to rape that furry cumdump myself.” I just moaned. I was desperate to have more cock inside me. My cumdump had a plug in it, but it wasn’t the same. I needed to feel men using me. Treating my cunt like it was their toy. Chuck was ready to go. He spun me around so I was kneeling on the couch facing the armrest. He got up on the sofa behind me and quickly shoved his entire cock into my fagdump. I grunted at the welcome intrusion, and moaned “Fuck me, Chuck. Please rape my sloppy hole. Breed me with more sperm. Knock me up, you sexy pig.” Chuck grunted himself and started a nice steady pace of plowing my cunt. I was in heaven. Adam knelt down in front of Daddy and was sucking his cock at the other end of the sofa. There were a few other men in the room, intently watching us, even while another bottom was getting fucked bare in the corner by a hot man in a suit. Chuck varied his speed and was clearly an expert fucker. I just moaned like the little whore that I am. Once again, my cunt was being used for its intended purpose. Serving men and letting their cocks rape me. Some of the other men in the room moved over to watch the four of us, and soon enough Adam was sucking the cock of another handsome man in a suit, the dick just sticking out of his fly, a fat uncut piece of meat shoved all the way down Adam’s throat. The man grabbed the back of Adam’s head and started to fuck his throat hard, while he leaned over and kissed my sexy Daddy on the lips. This was turning into another piggy fuck fest. I knew that was just what Daddy wanted. I could feel Chuck behind me plowing my cumdump hard, picking up speed. He was keeping up an endless supply of pig talk, low so only I could hear him. “You little fucking whore. Nasty little cumdump boy. You want my fucking load?” I moaned the only response I could manage consider how high I was. I was living inside my cunt, living for cock, desperate for cum. “Of course you do. You’ve already let half the fucking town breed you. Nasty little faggot.” He shoved his super fat cock all the way inside me on each of those last three words. Making me moan even more as his cock hit bottom in my cunt. I looked overt Daddy and Adam was bent over the other end of the sofa, with his hot Navy uniform pants around his ankles, moaning, taking the man in the suit all the way up his hole. Daddy had his cock shoved in Adam’s mouth and he was lighting up a pipe for Adam. Daddy took a huge hit off the pipe and then pulled Adam’s mouth off his cock, and shotgunned a huge hit to him. Meantime, the man in the suit sped up his assault on Adam’s hole and moaned loudly. I could tell he was dumping a load in my new sailor buddy. I had a feeling it wouldn’t be the last load up his cunt tonight.

nothing better than feeling a load blast into me... need more

What’s up guys. This is my 3rd time posting to this discussion but I love reading and sharing these hot stories. Anyway I currently have 5 loads in my ass. Yesterday night an old fuck bud of mine invited me over to his new place. Before I knew it his tongue was deep in my hole and his cock was down my throat. Nothing to exciting after that, I rode his cock until he shot a load in me and then I went home. Today at work, however, that’s when the fun started. I work construction, there are a lot of hot daddy types that work construcion from different companies. I always open Grindr on jobsites just in case and I’m glad I did. I got a message from a blank profile. He said something along the lines of “damn I really want that hole.” And I said okay. I had no idea what he looked like, or how big his cock was, just that he wanted some hole and I wanted some dick. We met in a dimly lit room that no one was working in, and boy was he hot. He was about 6ft tall, hairy, blue eyes and brown hair with a scruffy beard. I was in awe of how hot he was and I quickly got down on my knees and sucked his cock. It wasn’t anything special but it had some girth to it. He told me he was gonna bust soon so I stood up and turned around and slid him in my ass. (The load from the night before had just started to leak out so it made for the perfect lube.) he didn’t even get a pump in. Just shot his load in my ass. I turned around and cleaned his dick off and he pulled his pants up and left. Lunch time rolled around and I was walking through the building when another worker pulled me to the said and whispered “I hear you’re taking loads, want mine?” I thought it was hot that the daddy from before wanted to share my hole with his work friends. Next thing I knew I was being kissed by some douchey looking “straight” boy who was about to load my hole. We were in that same room as before. And he lifted me on top of some boxes just high enough for his huge cock to find my hole. He slid in slowly and told me I was wet and tight. He was so loud, almost like he wanted to get caught. He kept telling me how hot my hole was, and that he was gonna breed me. I got into it as well, and begged for his load. “You want my babies , boy?” He said right before he grunted and pulled my hole further into his cock. He slid out, a long with someone else’s load and looked down at the load that just dropped from Ass and asked for my number. I gave it to him. I was cleaning up my area at work when he texted me, saying “I want that cummy hole again” I met him at his truck and we drove to a secluded area. I took off my jeans revealing my cum stained jock. Unzipped his pants, pulled his cock and balls out and rode him. He came in minutes but instead of pulling out after he shot, he kissed me, I felt his dick grow soft and then suddenly I felt that monster start grow inside my hole and he fucked me for another 15 minutes, I begged for his load. And while he shot one deep in me, my untouched cock started to cum as well.

AND...Ken hasn't even CUM yet, LOL!

The All-Natural Massage I answered his ad offering 1-hour massages. The address provided was for a small house in a quiet neighborhood on the west side. I guess he worked out of his home. When I rang the bell there was a pause and then the door opened. “Hi! I’m Ken. You must be Cliff! Come on in!” The well-proportioned man, standing in front of me on bare feet, was quite good-looking! He had a deep tan, curly blond hair and a ready smile. He was wearing only a gauzy tank top and a pair of white terrycloth shorts. As my gaze surreptitiously travelled down his body, I could tell that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. His cock and balls kept shifting beneath the soft fabric, their outline clearly visible. He led me down a short hallway and through a doorway at the end. “I use this room for my massage studio,” he said. The room was simply furnished with a couple of chairs, a floor lamp and, on a table in the corner, soothing music emanated from a CD player. The pleasing smell of sweet incense hung in the air. In the center of the room stood a large sturdy massage table covered with a clean white sheet. Ken asked me to get undressed and said I could put my clothes on one of the chairs. “You can keep your briefs on, if you like.” I felt a little shy, but did as he instructed. “Hop up onto the table,” he said! “Just lie on your stomach and relax! You told me on the phone that you’ve never had a massage before. You’re gonna be in for a real treat!” As I got comfortable, he told me that he’d been a licensed masseur for over 10 years. His style, he explained, could be summed up in one word: “natural.” “Yep! Natural oils, natural scents, natural touch. Nothing could be finer!” To my surprise, he then removed his shorts and shirt. He stood naked before me. His cock, framed by a large bush of dense, curly black hair, bobbed mere inches from my face. It seemed to be swelling slightly, as if happy to be set free. I guessed that, when fully erect, it would probably be pretty big. What seemed to be a clear drop of pre-cum glistened on the very tip. Sagging heavily behind his penis, two large egg-shaped balls swayed back and forth, suspended in a soft hairy sac. “I like to be nude when I’m working…naked as the day I was born. It feels more natural, more right. Nothing like the feel of bare skin! I hope you don’t mind!” I didn’t know what to say…so I didn’t say anything! He started the session, massaging my feet and legs, working his way up along my body. His touch felt wonderful. His experienced hands kneaded and stroked my cares away. “That’s it,” he said. “Just let yourself go! Let your aches and cares and inhibitions slip away.” I gave myself over to the pleasure of his touch. He had me turn over onto my back and resumed his efforts on my body, once again working his way up from my feet. Magic fingers! Did that sound too corny? He then disclosed, “By the way… I’m HIV-positive. I hope that’s not a problem for you.” “I guess that’s OK,” I stammered. “You know, of course,” he added, “that my virus can only be transmitted by an exchange of bodily fluids such as blood or semen, not by the touch of bare flesh on flesh. Besides, even if I was to fuck someone right here on the table, there’s no guarantee they’d catch my bug in just one try.” “Do you take that daily PrEP?” I enquired. “Doesn’t that keep your viral load in check?” He laughed! “I wouldn’t use that stuff if you PAID ME! I hardly ever get tested, but my count is usually pretty high! For better or worse, I’d rather keep healthy the natural way. I follow a strict dietary & exercise regimen every day.” “Yeah!” he continued. “Natural’s the only way to go. Hell, I even have sex naturally. You won’t find any condoms around here!” This sure sounded risky to me, but I didn’t think it was my place to say anything. He interrupted my thoughts. “Here! Lift up your hips for a minute!” Without much hesitation, I did as I was told. Ken grasped my briefs by the waistband and with one sharp tug, they were down to my knees. “I bet that’s a bit more comfortable!” One of his hands cupped my nuts. “Mmmm! Nice balls you got there,” he said as he gently rolled them around in the palm of his hand. He grinned and asked, “What kind of seed you got in here anyway? Negative?” I BLUSHED! “I KNEW it! So…These balls are full of neg seed? That’s kinda hot! You know…my poz hands…all over your neg body.” His talk was getting me both flustered and, at the same time, turned on. My dick inched across my belly as it began to grow. Ken smiled! “Maybe we should get you out of these briefs. I’m thinking, they’ll just get in the way.” He pulled them off, tossing them on the chair with the rest of my clothes. I wanted to question his actions, but Ken just shook his head. “Don’t worry,” he said! “I do this all the time.” He went back to fondling my testicles, gently rolling and tugging on them. By now, my cock was fully erect. I was embarrassed that my excitement was so obvious. One of Ken’s fingers found my sphincter. At first it made little circles, but soon the tip started nudging and poking, seeking admission. “You’re awfully tight down here, Cliff. I’m going see if can get you to loosen up a little!” I guess I started to get nervous. Everything seemed to be happening so fast. I tried to sit up, but he placed his hands on my shoulders and eased me back down again. “Don’t worry, Baby! I know just the thing to totally relax you.” He leaned forward and engulfed my straining cock in his mouth. His wet lips fastened on the shaft and his tongue started swirling around the sensitive head. “How’s that feel, now? Better? I thought so. You know…your body is VERY responsive. Your penis is so fucking stiff.” With that, he resumed his oral attentions. Suddenly, I became aware that his probing finger had found its way up inside me. He pulled away and looked at me. “You know…my finger…my POZ finger…has penetrated your butt. Technically, my virus is now…INSIDE YOU! What do you think…does that turn you ON?” To my utter shame, my body stiffened, my hips bucked and, without even being touched, my dick began to gush sperm. Ken leered and said, “Yeah! That’s what I thought! Deep down, your body knows what it wants!” He bent forward and took my spurting penis back into his mouth. “Mmmm!” After he had drained me and lapped up the spilled seed, he gazed at me and said, “You know…lots of my clients have gotten turned on by thoughts like that…just like you did. Hell…I’ve had clients get SO HOT they actually BEGGED me to fuck them…fuck them right here on the table…despite knowing I would probably knock them up. I mean, I hardly ever go ahead and actually do it, but once in a while…you know…a guy like me has needs too! I wanna get laid…just like the next guy!” I wanted to protest but his lips sealed over mine, his tongue snaking into my mouth, dueling with mine…distracting me…confusing me. Ken returned to my cock, kissing and licking at it. Amazingly, I got hard again almost instantly! “Ready for more, I see,” he said, smirking. “Mmmm! Just the way I like it.” His head descended on my rigid shaft. For the next 20 minutes or so, he kept me right on the edge, several times backing off when he felt my body tighten in anticipation of cumming again. I felt lost in a haze of sexual stimulation! At some point, something shifted in the mood. Somehow, I could tell that the focus was shifting away from my needs over to Ken’s. I looked at him as his mouth came off my cock, ropes of his saliva dripping down onto me. His face took on an odd expression. “I think you’re ready, Baby! It’s time to have some fun!” He went to the foot of the table and, grasping my ankles, he started to raise my legs. “I’m gonna get up on the table with you! That’ll make things a lot easier.” As he climbed up, his shoulders naturally began pushing my legs back, forcing my knees down against my chest. He kept looking into my eyes, telling me it was going to be OK. “This is what you want, Baby…and I’m going to give it to you!” I wanted to resist but he kept kissing away my protests. I could feel his cock bobbing against my hole, his dickhead leaving a slippery trail of goo. I knew that he was trying push into me, but, stiff as he was, his cock kept slipping, owing to the copious amounts of pre-cum that was leaking all over. Here I was, on the verge of letting a total stranger fuck me, knowing that he would end up filling me with his toxic ejaculate. Panicking, I started to struggle. “Hey!” he barked! “You want me to have to get a little rough? Is that it? You want it rough?” “No!” I whimpered! And with that, my resistance vanished. I was ready to submit. “Please!” I implored. Again and again I said the word, not sure exactly what I was begging for. “PLEASE!” My body surrendered as well as my spirit. My hole, which had been clamped tight as a last defense, now opened, giving him full permission to enter me. I could feel his girth as he slid in, stopping only when he could penetrate no further. He sighed in satisfaction. “I can’t last as long as I used to, but I can still get the job done. You might not convert, but if you do, you’re gonna love having a part of me growing inside you.” “Please!” There was that word again! Ken started up a nice and easy pistoning motion. “Fuck, yeah! Skin on skin! All-natural…just the way it’s supposed to be…just the way I like it! Fuck! You being NEGATIVE…me being POSITIVE…that makes it SO HOT, don’t you think?” He lowered his mouth and pressed his lips tightly to mine, cutting off any possibility of my answering that question. He settled into the slow steady rocking motion with his hips. He breathed into my ear, “I’m in no hurry, Baby!” Occasionally, he’d rotate or grind his hips so I was always aware of his large cock as it moved within me. The constant repetition mesmerized me to the point where my thoughts and worries ebbed away. As the repetitive power of the fuck took hold of my senses, I lost track of time. Ken’s voice drifted in from somewhere. “Is this what you want, Baby? I need you to tell me!” I moaned in response. He said, “Say ‘Yes!’ I want to hear you say ‘yes!’” I moaned again! Louder this time! “SAY IT!” I opened my eyes and looked up at him, felt him deep inside me. “Yes!” I said. “Please…YES!”

Part 6 - Falling Victim He sat in the corner watching the crowd as he sipped on his bourbon and coke, carefully choosing the bar as he new it was Mario's favourite haunt. Sage put his drink down on the table spotting Mario standing by the bar, at 22 he was slender with short cropped dirty blond hair and tattoos adorned most of his upper torso. Mario had done three porn scenes with Jordan and Sage knew they had become kind of friends on a professional basis. This was his best hope for the moment of tracking Jordan down, plus he might get to knock the bitch up as he showed interest in him when they met once before. He was out to show Jordan he could destroy anything he touched or got close to. Mario spotted him sitting in the corner nursing his drink and made a beeline over to him. "Hi, Sage isn't it?" he smiled "I'm Mario one of Jordan's co-actors." Sage smirked "Yes I remember you, how could I forget you" he indicated for him to sit down. "Glad I caught up with you, have you seen Jordan only the studio are trying to get hold of him?" his eyes fixed on Sage's muscles. "I was just heading home hoping he is back, we had a little fight and he stormed off" he told Mario trying to look upset. Mario touched his arm "I am sure he will be back, do you mind if I ride with you I need to speak to him". Sage grabbed his hand "Not at all, come on it's a bit warm in here anyway". They left the bar and Sage drove home with Mario by his side, he asked why the studio wanted to get in touch. Mario replied that they want him for a couple of scenes with some new porn actors and were getting annoyed they couldn't contact him. They pulled up to the condo building basement and got in the lift up to the seventh floor. Sage opened the door to the apartment and let Mario enter first, locking the door as he closed it, his cock was already getting hard. He did a quick scan around calling out Jordan's name before telling Mario he didn't appear to be back yet. Sage took off his t-shirt revealing the bulging muscles as Mario stood there looking on enjoying the view, he new from Jordan telling him that sex with Sage was rough and intense. Mario liked a bit of wrestling but even he could see that Sage would destroy him. Sage was starring back at him and asked if he liked his muscles, he nodded and muttered the word wow as Sage moved towards him. He moved close enough telling Mario to touch them if he liked, Mario couldn't resist and complied immediately, squeezing the biceps and running his hands over them, he couldn't believe how rock hard they felt. Sage removed Mario's shirt as he continued roaming over the muscles, Sage grabbed him behind his neck and started to kiss him hard. Mario pushed away slightly "Sorry it's not going to happen I have a client in an hour" he said. "You like to get paid for having sex?" he responded, mocking Mario who was now being held tight in Sage's arms. Mario paused for a moment "Yes, I only do casual sex for money" he couldn't and somehow didn't want to escape those arms holding him. "That's okay I am going to pay you with one of the most memorable fucks you could ever wish for" he whispered in Mario's ear. Mario just couldn't help himself or deny the opportunity that presented itself on a platter, he kissed Sage and with a purpose and felt one hand cup low under his buttocks whilst the other clasped around his back. His body rose off the ground in a natural instinct Mario's legs wrapped themselves around his waist, he could feel Sage walking and opened his eyes whilst their lips still locked together his saw the lounge disappearing as they turned in to the hallway. Mario panicked knowing he was being taken to the bedroom, albeit he found Sage sexy this was not really suppose to happen. The hallway disappeared as they entered the bedroom, he saw the door closing behind them as Sage kicked it shut with his leg. The kissing intensified whilst he was still suspended in the air, he wanted to stop it desperately and get out but his arms wrapped themselves tighter around Sage's neck, his mouth full of his invading tongue as he slowly melted and succumbed. Mario felt his body lowering and unclasped his legs allowing him to stand up, one muscled arm kept Mario tight up to his body, he felt Sage's hand pulling his shorts and underwear down in a swift movement, Mario's instinct took over and went in to porn actor grabbing hold of Sage's now hard cock through his clothing, slowly he began pulling them down until they both stood naked. An evil grin appeared on Sage's face before he told Mario that he was going to get fucked like the whore he is. He grabbed Mario under the arms lifting him off the ground again and threw him with such force that he flew on to the bed, arms and legs flaying in the air as his back hit the bed. He had no time to recover as Sage had hold of his legs and twisted them around so quickly that his body followed until he was laying on his stomach. His legs were yanked back hard pulling him to the edge of the bed exposing his arse in the perfect position for breeding. Part of Mario was terrified at the brute force and dominance of Sage, the other part of him wanted to be fucked and abused by this wholesome stud. No time to think, no time to speak, no time to react as he felt the weight of Sage's body pinning him down on the bed. His body completely covered Mario, apart from the legs and arms sticking out from under Sage you would not have known someone was underneath. He tried to push his head up as far as it would go and muttered the word condom, Sage licked the side of Mario's face as he gasped feeling the cock positioning at the entrance to his hole with no protection. Sage licked the side of his face again and whispered he was his bitch and was about to be owned, Mario struggled underneath the weight of his body. He let out a loud gasp and cry as Sage pushed his cock hard and fast deep in to Mario's arse, he cried louder as the pain burnt through his arse as the cock tore it's way through with each rapid and hard deep thrust. Each one followed quickly leaving no time for his victim to adjust to the size or invasion, Mario buried his head against the sheet's and clawed at Sage's arms in protest. Every time he tried to let out a scream Sage would thrust in deeper then pound the arse weakening Mario's anal lining causing tears to open, he was gasping underneath Sage the groaning and moaning did nothing to calm the pain. Tears ran from the corner of his eyes as they stared ahead wide open from the pain that came in a relentless fashion. The clawing of the arms morphed in to a hold as his panic subsided, his eyes glazed over with a look of and completely forgetting that Sage wore no condom, his arse was now pushing up meeting the downward thrusts that were wrecking havoc inside him. Sage could feel his victim was now fucked into submission and moved to a more rhythmic fast motion, he felt his balls beginning to tingle as they slapped hard against Mario's arse. Sage moved his arm around the neck of Mario pulling his head closer to his as he was now ready to knock him up, Mario felt the cock inside him even more causing him to moan louder as it became even harder. The speed ramped up and Mario let out a loud gasped his arse felt like he was being stabbed from the inside, Sage reared up and thrusted down hard holding his hips up tight against Mario's arse. His cock jettisoning stream after stream of highly toxic venom inside his victim, his arm tightened around Mario's neck holding him as he roared loudly with each spasm shuddering through his body from the orgasm. His hips began piston fucking deeper in to Mario who was now moaning and gasping loudly mixed with cries of pain, he couldn't decide if it was pain or pleasure but he was intoxicated by his fucking. Sage's body began to relax and he licked the side of Mario's face again, this time he whispered the words 'You belong to me whore'. Mario turned his head and their mouths melted together in a deep kiss, Sage wriggled his arse grinding and mixing his seed deeper into Mario's arse, meticulously ensuring that it got in to every fissure that had opened up in his anal wall. Mario's head fell forward as he panted heavily, he could hear the squelching from deep in his arse he new what had just happened. Finally he felt the weight lift of his body as Sage got up and roughly extracted his cock, Mario let out a yelp and cry from the pain, he chuckled malevolently looking down at his blood covered cock. He strode over to Mario's pile of clothes and threw them at him indicating it was time for him to leave. His arse still burnt as he pulled his underwear and shorts on, then walked to the lounge to retrieve his shirt and trainers, before leaving the apartment he took a look towards the bedroom but Sage was already in the shower. He closed the door behind him as he left, it was a very uncomfortable walk to the bus stop, he felt like his arse has been turned inside out. He stood waiting for the bus back to downtown LA, cancelling his client as he knew he couldn't take any more cock tonight, the bus pulled up and he got on. As it pulled away he looked at the condo building, little did he realise then that this would become an all to familiar scene repeated time after time.

Also, the most important things to most bottoms are that your cock gets hard, you fuck bare, and you give them a load.

S'up Pigs~! I drove 300 miles each way on a hot August Monday to attend Cumunion in Chicago. Very last minute decision. I got to Steamworks at 8ish, there was a line, took about 30 minutes. I thought the staff was very efficient when clerk waited on me. Got a room on the second floor, 3rd floor Cumunion block regular rooms were sold out. Deluxe was $50/8hrs. Not sure how many attended, but BBRT showed over 100 pigs interested. I got a hot AF model type to write BREED ME with a sharpie on my back. I quickly fucked a few dudes, one has a a perfect body. I could totally have bred him, butt I wasn't ready to cum til i got a few in me. Seemed like 3 dudes were getting all the tops attention. I was getting some positive social attention too. Sadly, not from the Tom of Finland types though. Two hours later, I got my turn in the sling. First breeder quietly gave up his load. Second, a handsome young African American with great diction & vocabulary, awesome cock gives me his cum. Third, homely senior, possible crix belly, underdeveloped torso, average dick butt really knew how to talk dirty & use my hole. Shoots loudly as it breeds my hole, men applaud. I almost had a hands free orgasm. The handsome black man,#2, cums back & says something like "Are you Poz? Do I gotta get tested because I stuck my dik in you?" I replied "I been a busy boy." Can you see why I prefer Daddypigs? I go to find one of the hottest guys there, Ginger, who had pigs lined up last time I checked his room, was tying his shoes to go. I said "Do you want one more?" He was naked again in NY minute. I ate? his tasty cumhole til my dick was throbbing, & he was begging for my ?dirty load. He got my 5 day l☣️ad deep. We chatted he is on BZ too, I told him I intended to write about my adventures and hoped he wood too. I ?got his screamname wrong, because I can't find his profile here. So worth the 10 hours commute, & 300mg of fake Viagra, and today's sleep deprived headache. I didn't see one tweeker, butt one young India guy fucked me who couldn't shoot said he had "Whiskey Dick." Many pigs seemed like English may be there second language, Asia? or India? Thanks for reading this.

With my brother in the hospital recovering from the fuck-flu its time for me to get to work lining up his session for all the chasers and thous who want to be recharged with a new member of the brotherhood, and his very toxic load. In a matter of seconds, I post the add for my brother online with a picture of him that he looks like has full-blown Aids they come pouring in. When my brother first came here I had him get a P.A., so that is good for tearing up holes and letting his toxic blood enter their negative system, now I will get him some POZ tattoos that will make him look even sluttery. He is very weak when he left the hospital, but has a raging hardon that he can't hide and I will put to good use very quickly. I will pick the youngest ones first as they will have a better chance of POZZING more to younger ones to help spread his toxic seed feather. The only drugs my brother will have is Caverject and Viagra to keep his dick hard to keep him working. The chasers must be willing to have their hole torn up by cruel condom toothbrush or his long sharp nails to make sure their bloodstream is open to his toxic loads he will be giving you. They can party as we have all the tina in any form you could want and once you enter you must drink what we give you as the first drink will have a good dose of GHB given to you, so you don't change your mind once we start. After the first one who is 22 and left here with a really wreck hole. As I now get to finish him off after my brother dropped four loads in his former boy hole, then it was my turn to fuck this jock who is drop-dead gorgeous to look at he lays here with his ass cheeks spread and bloody cum dripping out as my dick goes in so comfortable from the cum in his hole and I really had a great time as I come around and tell him to clean off the bloody cum from my dick. Over the next few weeks, my brother is getting his Tattoos the work POZ over his dick a scorpion over the crack of his ass and a few others.

I’ve been traveling the last few days for a wedding and my flight got cancelled twice. I had to spend the night in a hotel next to the airport and was feeling extremely horny. Like the kind where my hole was aching for something to be in it. I started chatting on Scruff with a couple of daddies that where also traveling and stuck in a similar situation. They ended up being a floor above me at the hotel so we decided to have some fun. I went up to their room and they were both already in their underwear. I stripped down to mine and got on the bed. Both guys were tall, beefy and had some nice body hair on them. The one with a beard put on some porn while his boyfriend started to rub my chest and crotch. I rolled over and the one with the beard slide his hands into my underwear and started to rub at my hole. There was very little small talk from there as the boyfriend pulled his cock out and I started to suck him, taking his 7 inch cock to the balls. The bearded daddy moved behind me, pulled my underwear down and started to tongue my hole. He was aggressive with his tongue and his beard on my ass made me moan on the boyfriends dick. After doing this for about 20 minutes or so, they switched positions and the boyfriend started to lube up while sliding a finger, than two in and out of my hole. He asked me if I wanted his raw cock and I moaned that I needed it bad and he immediately lined his cock up and started to slide into me. They spit roasted me on my back and on my stomach, switching positions over and over again. Finally the bearded guy started to pick up the pace and finally slammed into me, telling me I was getting his load. It felt like he was shooting in me for several minutes before he pulled out and his boyfriend took his position and burned a good four roper load into my ass. This sent me over the edge and I started to shoot all over my stomach without even touching myself. Afterward, we lay there for a few minutes before I left and went back to my room. I jerked off twice back in my room while playing with the cum that was still in my hole before passing out cold. I woke up at about 5am to the same couple asking if I was still around and wanted to play one more time before their flight. They came up to my room and I got a good quick pounding before they left. The cancelled flights were definitely worth it.

I lost count of the loads I took in the next couple of hours. Poppered up and hazy, I seem to adapt into this new existence as a raw pig. Although the crowd were thinning out, I called out to see if anyone was around, as I was still strapped into the sling. We’ve all had our fun, I thought, as I debated phoning in sick the next morning, or how many hours time it would be. Then I could make out movement from the corner of my eye as a shadow appeared at the door. “Oh hey, could you untie me please? Everyone seems to have fucked off home” Out of the shadows came the receptionist. All six foot of him, with a muscular swimmer’s build, but this time naked bar a clear yellow rubber jock with a black biohazard symbol on the front which contained what looked like a heavy ring at the end of his cock. “Yeah mate, I will do eventually. Once I’ve bred that hole first.” It seemed, well, a reasonable request for freedom at this point. I’m sure something inside of me had been unlocked this evening, and the sight of him had my cock stirring to attention. “It’s Dan, right? Glen and Steve told me you finally had a vacancy, and so I thought I’d have a go” Fuck, he did look beautiful. Standing there in that jock, talking to me like I was a piece of meat. I found myself wanting to taste that biohazard symbol with my tongue, slowly making out the shape of it, as if to write it into my mind. “uh, sure, well go ahead. I guess one last random fuck won’t do me any harm”. Compared to the harm that’s already been committed to me, I weighed up this screwed sense of new principles. “The name’s Mike incidentally and I don’t think you quite understand mate. Usually I’ll turn away most horny drunks that rock up to the sauna in need of a late night snack, but I let you in. I took a shine to you.” Suddenly I felt a little scared. As scared as anyone who was strapped into a sling in a sauna complex where they’d been bred by numerous strangers. “I only gift men who deserve it. Those with… potential.” Everything about this evening had gone from weird to completely fucked up. “Potential?” I asked, worried. “Oh yeah. I’ve been looking for a bugson for a while now, and having watched you adapt to being a raw whore has been very interesting. Seeing as you’re still there, boy, let this bugdaddy mark you as his.” My cock hardened further. What was I hearing? It sounded twisted, wrong and… horny as fuck. “I see you like that boy, now tell bugdaddy to incubate you and claim you as his son” Oh, what the hell. “Please, bugdaddy. Claim this boy as yours. Please…”

Part 5 - Perfect Company The steel drum band was playing heavenly calypso music by the pool bar, the terrace was busy as guests were laying fully clothed on the sunbeds soaking up the atmosphere. As he arrived at the pool bar he saw the group of ladies who were eyeing him up the previous day, it was only 7.45pm so he looked for an empty table away from the group but his luck had run out, he had to take a seat on a table next to them and ordered a soft drink. It didn't take long for the flirting to start as each one of the ladies tried to get Jordan's attention, just to play along he would occasionally look over and smile to satisfy them. Smiling to himself as he heard them giggling and whispering between themselves. Jordan's attention went elsewhere as he spotted Daniel walking from the hotel towards the pool bar, he ignored the ladies and watched as butterflies churned in his stomach. He vaguely heard one of the ladies talking to her friends and hearing the words 'I think that answers the question girls'. Daniel arrived at the pool bar and instantly spotted Jordan, he was definitely not hard to miss in all fairness. As he walked over he had a strange feeling that he was being watched, after all he was about to dine with probably the sexiest man in the resort, or ever met. He had seen Jordan engaging with the group of ladies from the hotel, this did unnerve him slightly thinking at best he might be bisexual. Jordan stood up as Daniel arrived by his side and gave him a big smile, he ordered a soft drink as he sat down. They chatted about the rest of their day and Daniel pointed out that Jordan had a hareem of ladies to choose from, this caused Jordan to laugh and shake his head. It was a very comfortable and easy flow between them as they shut the rest of the world out. The ladies clattered about noisily as they stood to head off dinner, as one past by she looked at them both said 'lovely' and quickly tottered off. They both looked and pointed to each other laughing, every time Jordan laughed and sat back his shirt tightened over his torso, Daniel still could not believe he was about to dine with Jordan. Everything about him Daniel seemed to love and was driving him wild, from the tattoos showing on the lower part of arms, the Bermuda shorts fitted perfectly and his short neatly trimmed beard defined his sexiness. Jordan completely charmed and almost swooning in his company, there was no badness inside him just a beautifully natured soul. They continued their bantering for a good half an hour mostly about which one of the ladies was interested in who. Daniel had tears running down his face from the laughter whilst Jordan was doubled over in pain from so much laughing, a few other guests would look over occasionally and the continuous laughter, eventually Jordan managed to compose himself. "Daniel, it has been way to long since someone made me laugh in this way" he said catching his breath. Daniel finished his sparkling water "I had almost forgotten how to. Ready to eat Jordan?" he asked. "Yes, main dining room afraid as I couldn't get booked in one of the speciality restaurants" he explained. "That's okay, I had a table booked already at the Windward Palm, let's go" Daniel and Jordan stood up and they smiled at each other. Jordan followed on and they walked together through the resort grounds and the short distance to the restaurant. There was a lot of hustle and bustle as Daniel arrived with Jordan, some staff checking their dress was in order which Jordan thought very strange but brushed it away. They were escorted to a quiet table on the balcony overlooking the ocean, a candle flickered as the silvery moonlight flooded across the table as they took their seats. Jordan grinned thinking this was such a perfect setting. "What's the big grin all about?" Daniel looked over at him. Jordan shrugged his shoulders "I don't know, it is just so perfect the ocean and moonlight, sort of thing you see in movies". Daniel laughed "You old romantic" he chided. "Hey not so old but romantic totally" an awkward silence fell between them as a waiter approached with the wine list. "Hope you don't mind Jordan but I asked them to go Bajan on us." Daniel said and paused waiting for Jordan's response. Jordan thanked the waiter before replying "Nothing ventured nothing gained" his eyes fixed on Daniel "I will be guided by you". "Great, how about red wine?" Daniel asked putting the wine list down on the table. "Yes that works for me. Do you always take control like this?" He asked smiling at Daniel. "No not usually, but I am celebrating taking control of my life again and to our friendship" he replied. As the waiter poured the wine Jordan raised his glass "To controlling our own destiny and friends" Daniel clinked Jordan's glass. "And what is your destiny Jordan?" Daniel tried to look nonchalant as he asked the question. Jordan smiled "I don't know yet, but my heart is telling me it may be closer than I think" he deliberately tried to not make eye contact. "Destiny can be very random" Daniel remarked looking out to sea "sometimes completely unsuspecting, but never to be brushed off". Jordan tried everything the waiters brought over, it was the first time he truly ate Bajan food and enjoying every minute of Daniel's company. Daniel finished off that last of his wine as the waiters cleared desert and poured coffee. He felt a little light headed from the wine and humidity but for once he was in a very happy place and completely content. Jordan looked intently at Daniel he loved the relaxed and happy look on his face. They were interrupted by a female voice behind them saying hello to Daniel as the Hollywood actress and her husband were leaving the restaurant. Daniel turned and said hello and asked if they were having a quiet romantic dinner noticing the lack of children. She laughed before replying that it was nice to have a romantic meal her eyes darting between him and Jordan. Daniel almost forgot his manners and stood up to introduce Jordan who also stood up a little lost for words, he held out his hand which the husband shook, but she kissed him on the cheek, now he was really all tongue tied. They chatted and Jordan couldn't resist telling her how much he loved her in Stepford Wives and Moulin Rouge. She pushed him gently laughing as she regaled some of the unusual things that happened on set, that was until the husband intervened after 5 minutes telling Jordan that she will keep you up until dawn if you let her. As they left the husband turned to Daniel and Jordan inviting them for dinner in a couple of nights. Jordan was gushing "Wow, wow, wow, she kissed me on the cheek" he garbled unable to really get his words out. Daniel was laughing "Don't be so star struck Jordan" mocking Jordan in the process. As the actress left she spoke to her husband and look back "I think Danny has finally got rid of loose eye?". He looked at her "Hmm he doesn't seem to be here" whispering to her "But one thing for sure, Jordan is all goo goo for Danny". She laughed "I remember you going goo goo on me" she leant in and kissed him "He is almost as sexy as you" patting his arm. They both sat and Jordan was eventually calming down, Daniel suggested a walk along the beach the long way back to the main hotel as it was such a nice evening. Jordan asked for the bill as the restaurant was not included in the inclusive plan, the waiter looked and smiled and said it was all taken care of. He looked over to Daniel and began to protest and said he should at least split the bill in half but Daniel would have none of it. They left by the stairs down to the beach, Daniel took his reefs off and stood in the water. Jordan followed his lead and they walked along the shoreline towards to the beach bar. They were the only two on the beach and apart from the water gently lapping on to the beach it was very tranquil with just a hint of calypso music wafting down from the pool terrace. As they neared the beach bar Daniel sat down on the sand with his feet in the water, Jordan sat beside him. "Have you finally got rid of your demons Daniel?" He tentatively asked. Daniel looked down at his feet in the water "You know I think I have and it was the right decision." Jordan smiled "Today has helped me a lot as well, I am way better off with them out of my life." Daniel turned to look at Jordan "You as well, thought it was just me" they both laughed looking at each other and no longer hiding sadness behind their eyes. "Daniel" Jordan began "do you mind if I ask you a question, but please don't be offended?". He looked at Jordan "Go on, and I promise not to be offended" he replied. He was about to ask but Jordan lost his bottle at the last minute and steered the question around if he minded him joining him for dinner with the actress and her husband. Not quite the question he thought Jordan was going to ask but said the invite was for both of them so he was expected. They both laid back looking up at the stars in a strange awkward silence for a few minutes, Daniel sat up and said it was time for him to go bed as the jetlag was still nagging at him a little. They both stood up and Jordan made a move to give Daniel a hug who was aiming more for a handshake, eventually he said 'oh okay', he breathed in as Jordan's arms closed around him in a friendly hug. Was it possible the hug lingered longer than necessary, Daniel felt Jordan's strong arms holding him close, he was melting as he smelled the cologne and felt the muscles up against his body. Quickly Daniel moved away as he was starting to tent in his shorts and thought it would be a pretty embarrassing situation if Jordan noticed that he was getting turned on. The both walked up to the pool terrace and the main hotel wing, Daniel said good night and that he would see him tomorrow on the beach. Jordan sat on the edge of his bed half naked and completely annoyed at himself, how the hell did he chicken out of asking the question. He had to know where he really stood and if he was gay, the pieces appeared to fit and he was really sure that Daniel sneaked glances at him on the beach during the day. Daniel was sat on the veranda when a piece of music sprung in to his head and he started singing the lyrics 'Love, love changes everything, says are longer, words mean more, love, love changes everything, pain is deeper than before, love will turn your world around, and that world will last forever' he stopped reciting the lyrics. He couldn't even fathom out how he remembered the words to the song, he was oblivious to how the words would interpret in the coming times ahead. He shook his head striped off naked and dived in the pool for a quick swim before bed.

Mmmm! Poz Cum...best lube ever!

Sitting at my local cruise park right now after just getting a load pounded up my hole. This park has a pavilion that allows you to see if anyone is approaching. Saw this buddy walking up and he starting grinning. Another cruiser (looked very nervous, wedding ring) sat for a bit and then scurried off. My bud started unzipping and I walked over and he grabbed my ass. This guy is married with kids but loves to fuck and get fucked raw. He got busted by the wife a few months ago, another story for another day! I was wearing gym shorts, tank and jock of course. We start making out and soon he is hard as a rock. I bend over picnic table and he slides in. He fucks for a bit and pulls out. I turn around to more kissing, making out. It starts to rain lightly, he says pull off your shorts and jock. I do and he lays me on my back on the picnic table and says “I have been wanting to do this for a long time”. He slides his cock and starts to pound me. Since we are in a public place i am still trying to look around. He says “fuck any people that walk up man, i want to shoot my load in you”. I decided “what the hell” and really got into it. Once he could tell i was completely relaxed he pounded me with authority. He last 10 min or so and I said “he it cums man, take my load”. After he unloaded in me, he pulls out gets out a cigarette and heads home to his wife and kids. I’m sitting here looking for more loads. OINK

Spit roasting is fun, but when I'm bottoming, the cock in my ass gets most of the attention. Like many of you, sucking is foreplay for me -- I'd prefer being tag-teamed or Dp'd than oral to completion. Cum belongs in my ass!!

Needles LOL I have 4 ga. P. A. both nipples pierced 10ga. a septum, tongue and a guiche piercings.

i Part 10 Benji was very popular at the bar, as were the all the twinkies Arthur hired. He became a major cum slut in a very short time. The monthly parties were getting better with new bottoms every now and then. Sam was the bouncer at the local 24 and under club. The club has been having an issue with gay boys forcibly being fucked in the bathroom. It was the same story, the guy was gay, 18-20 years old, kind of skinny, and he was given a drink by someone me had just met. After he swallowed about half of the beverage me started to feel woozy and the generous guy who bought them the drink helps them into an empty stall in the bathroom. There he pushes them against the wall, forces their pants down and (basically) rapes them. Sam finds out about these since he is not only the bar’s bouncer, but an ex-county deputy sheriff, and although the guys were raped, none of them want to file a police report. He has a good idea who the guy is and comes up with a plan to catch him. He asks if he can use Benji as bait and they plan it for a Friday night when there is a group party planned. The plan is for Benji to lure this 18 year old punk into raping, except when if comes to Benji, you can’t rape the willing. Benji made sure he attracted the Devin of the guy Sam knew was committing these rapes. There were a couple guys there to make sure that Benji didn’t end up being drugged like had done to his victims. Benji just had to act the part. After someone saw the generous guy approach Benji with the ‘spiked’ drink it was quickly replaced with a clean one. As intended, Benji had over half the drink consumed when he stated to act ‘out of it’ as the 18 year old rapist helped him to the bathroom. They had him once he started fuck Benji when him saying a low ‘No, don't’ over and over again. Sam, along with another member of the group busted into the bathroom stall on him fucking Benji, showed a couple of bags and told him, “YOU’RE UNDER ARREST FOR RAPE!” He attempted to talk his way out of it answering back, “This guy asked me to take him into the bathroom and fuck him.” Sam then asked Benji, “Hey buddy, did you ask to be fucked here in the bathroom?” The rapist was starting to tell Sam that he was a little drunk and probably couldn’t answer when he shocked to here his rape victim answer, “No I didn't, he brought me into the bathroom, pulled my shorts and underwear off and started fucking me. I said ‘No, don't’ as he continued to fuck me.” The kid turned white as a sheet as they pulled him out of the stall and handcuffed him before leading him out to Sam’s car. The member with Sam pretended to comfort Benji before they went out too his car and headed to the group party. Before Sam out him in the car he grabbed his wallet hang his name and address. There was a picture of him with some cute girl on formal attire. Sam read off his information of his license, name, address, etc. He asked, “So , our rapist has a gave Charles W. Wallace, III. You wouldn’t be related to the Wallace family that owns the manufacturing plant just outside of town? And is this a picture of you and your girlfriend?” The kid began to cry as he answered, “My life will be over of anyone finds out about this. I’m not gay, the girl been working a lot lately and I just needed to get off. I figured fucking a fag isn’t cheating since he’s a fag.” Sam snapped back at him, “Boy, that’s the wrong thing to say” and with that getting said, Sam drove off. About 20 min later me pulled up to the party house and took Charles directly to the pool. Looking around Charles saw only naked men. He was still handcuffed as they stripped of his clothes, ‘helped’ into a sling and restrained his arms and legs. Sam was standing over him naked like Charles, looked down at him and said, “It's the for you to learn what it’s like to be raped, but I’ve got a feeling you’re going to end up enjoying getting fucked. In fact, I think you’re going to love it!” As that was said someone shoved a large pieces of Tina inside his ass and as Charles we complaining wait the burning in his ass, Sam tied a the tourniquet on his arm and administered a generous slam. The bound rapist coughed out hard as Sam wasted go time and slammed all 9” of his cock balls deep. Once Charles was through his coughing and realized he was getting fucked he couldn’t ignore the pleasure he was getting and instantly goading when each thrust. The couldn’t believe how good it felt. He looked around at all the guys fucking the group bottoms and recognized Benji who was in the other sing getting fucked. In his drugged you mind he recognized him, but couldn’t figure it out that he was set up. He was suddenly slapped by Sam who told him, “Look at me Chuck. I can tell you like getting fucked.” Sam grabbed his hard cock giving it a couple strokes before continuing, “Now your going to know what it feels like to very bred. I’m about to fill your ass with a huge load of my poz cum. I haven't cum inn live two weeks and stopped taking my meds. I’m sure my viral load is in the millions by now. I’m going to knock you up, impregnate you with my seed. I’m going to own your ass from this night on.” Even in his drugged up mind, Charles understood what he was being told as he looked into the mirror above the sling to see Sam’s bare cock inside his ass as he can’t it spasm filling him with a huge load of poz cum.

This is difficult to answer without knowing exactly what your preferences are, but here are a few thoughts from a local. Crew Club is definitely “cleaner” and is in a “better” part of town that is easier to access via public transportation. Tuesday night is half priced, and sometimes can draw a decent crowd that night. Weekends can be fun too, but of course there are no guarantees. Crew has lots of private cabins. So, if you want to walk around, pick a guy, then take him back to your cabin, it works well. Many guys walk around in a towel until a connection is made this way. But, crew’s open/public sex spaces are less than ideal. There is a tiny dark room. If you like a steam room option, they do have a nice large one. Glorious is easier with respect to parking, and is also (generally) much sleazier. For some of us, this makes it “better,” depending on the night. There are a couple of nice dark rooms (great for loads), plenty of glory holes, a “dungeon” area, slings, etc. If you’re into black men, this is a good bet on almost any night. Hummer takes place here on the first and third Saturday nights of the month . It’s gear/leather oriented, but that’s not required per se. Usually very easy to give/take multiple loads on those Saturday nights. If you’re visiting, and are unfamiliar with the city, you might want to stay at one of the cumdump hotels around Thomas Circle (such as the Washington Plaza) and start with the crew club, which is within easy walking distance. But if you’re looking for an eclectic piggy spot, and feel like venturing out of Northwest DC, give Glorious a shot.

Wednesday, I was hit up on Scruff by a stud who said he saw me walking down the street. He's a construction worker on a house nearby. No pic, no real info on his profile. But he said he liked to fuck and wanted to get off. So fuck why not? He came over on his lunch break. Mid-40s, lean and muscular in a hard work sort of way. Not the hottest looking guy, or the biggest cock, but it was rock hard before he even pulled it out. I got on my knees and started sucking it. Lots of fucking precum... I love that. After a few minutes of sucking, he tapped me on the head and said to get up and bend over. My kind of scene, so I braced myself on the kitchen counter. I felt him wiping his pre-cum and spit-covered cockhead on my hole. He added another load of spit, then pushed. The nice head popped in, and I moaned. That was all he needed. He stroked his cock in to the hilt, said "fuck," then just started fucking. Hard. He grabbed my shoulders so he could pound my hole. Only took him a couple of minutes before said... "fuck... i'm cumming. I'm breeding your hole." And his dick started jerking and throbbing. I felt his big load warm up my insides. He pulled out and I tightened my hole to not lose his cum. I said "damn, that was a huge load." and his response: "that was only two day's worth." As he was putting his dick back in to his dirty jeans he said "nice ass" and that he would be working down the street for a couple more weeks. I told him to drop in anytime. No names, no chat. Just fucking. Perfect.

Part 9 When Benji got home his mother asked how his friend was gong. Benji didn’t know until David told him as he stopped him off at his car that they sent a text to his mom telling hey that his friend was not feeling well and his parents were out of town and that he be home Sunday afternoon when his friend’s parents got home. She also thanked him for letting her know and that he was a good friend to take care of someone in that situation. It’s just been Benji and his mom since his father’s death when he was only 5. Probably explains the deep down daddy issue the teen unknowingly has hidden. His mother gave him a lot of freedom never really giving hima curfew as long as she knew where he was. Growing up like most boys he was raised in a heterosexual world. He thought his end all be all was to be with a woman. After what he experienced this past weekend, his entire view had changed. It felt natural to have another guy fuck and breed him. Be couldn’t imagine anything other than doing that he rest of his life. Benji attempted to do (what little) homework he had due Monday at school. He couldn’t get it out of his head the discovery he made about getting fucked. He was so very horny and finally his cock was responding with getting semi-hard. By the time he had finished dinner his dick was so hard he thought it could cut glass. He jerked of and experienced the strongest orgasm he’d ever had in his young life. He actually remained hard after he had finally sir his wad and jerked off again. He was able to cum 2 more times before he finally went soft. As he lay in bed drifting off to sleep his mind wondered to a dark place thinking about all the unprotected sex be had over the weekend. He had to admit to himself that he looked how all the men wanted to fuck him and the joy each one received from being able to cum inside him. Although be knew it wasn’t the brightest idea, he liked how it felt to him when someone’s cock throbbing inside his ass at its delivered a load of creamy cum. He was going to get that feeling again no matter the consequences. He drifted off to sleep and had some strange, vivid dreams. One is his dreams was about Andrew fucking him non-stop. He kept breeding Benji over and over again each time telling the teen that the was giving him a gift he’d never forget. Benji woke from that dream with cum in his shorts. He remembered a lot of the things that were said to him and that he said to the men who fucking and breeding him at the party. He got on his computer and looked up ‘gifting’, ‘knocked up’ and ‘impregnate’ as related to gay sex. He discovered a website called Breeding Zone and what he discovered shocked him, but the more he read it also incredibly turned him on. He started reading done if the stories and discovered that getting ‘knocked up’ or 'gifted' with HIV want the end, but a beginning. He realized that he was free to enjoy fucking the way it was meant to be done by men, raw and uninhibited. He did his best to get through the next few days as best he could. He was jerking off multiple times a day. As he made it through school on Wednesday he knew he was gong to see Arthur that afternoon. Secretly he hoped Arthur would fuck him, but we’re about a job so it might be all business. Once school ended Benji practically ran to his car and headed for Manhole Underground. He pulled up to a nice size club with a big parking lot. There was one car park near the backdoor. Benji parked his car next that single car and found the backdoor unlocked. As he walked through the door he was greeted by a smiling Arthur who gave him a hug and a kiss before telling him, “Make sure the back door is locked. The club during open until 6.” Benji made sure the door was locked. Arthur gave the twink a tour of his club showing him the bar area, the dance floor, the theater where he explained once sex shows were performed and the 6 private rooms where ‘couples' could go to fuck. After the tour Arthur asked if Benji, “What do you think of the place?” Benji admitted, “I don’t have much up compare it to, this is the first gay bar I’ve ever been inside. I think it’s very nice. But how can an 18 year old work at a bar, what would I do here?” Arthur explained, “Although you can’t drink, the state will allow someone 18 years old to work in a bar. While your leaning how to be a server we’ll have you bussing the tables, picking up empty drinks. From now until you graduate you’ll when Friday night 9 pm to Saturday 6 am, Saturday night 9 pm to Sunday 6 am. Of course you get one weekend off a month to attend our group party. The job pays $8 an hour plus tips. Most of the guys who work for new can take Home $200 to $300 I tips a night. There are a few ways you can earn extra money of you’re interested.” Benji was impressed with the potential money me could make working at the bar. The fact that he’d be around a number of hot guys was a bonus. Arthur told Benjis, “Let’s get you uniform.” As the two walked towards the back office to where the uniforms were kept, Athur went on, “A hot looking, young man like yourself will attract a lot of attention from a certain clientele that come to the bar. They would pay money to see you perform a live sex show. You’d be paid 25% of what is collected for that show. That includes what is collected from anyone who is in the theater and the cost paid by the person who requested the show. That potentially could be a $100 to $250.” Benji liked the idea of having sex with others watching and getting paid for the pleasure. He’d already had sex with others watching him, why not get paid for echoing exactly what he enjoyed, getting fucked. Arthur had one last thing to tell him before bent Benji his uniform, “There’s one more way to earn extra money, “You can also get paid by some of the men who got to this club the a private fuck session. Those private session are only done here at the bar in of our private rooms. You could earn another $200 to $500 for one private fuck session.” Arthur had Benji get naked so that he could get the new employee's measurements; waist, inseam, height, weight, etc. He then unlocked a locker, went through the various items stored within it and pulled out 2 of everything; 2 leather jocks, 2 leather vests, 2 pair leather chaps, 2 pair thick, white, athletic socks and a single pair black boots. Benji tried everything on and it for perfectly to the point it showed off his ass that Arthur commented, “Those look so damn good on your body you look very fuckable. You’re going to be very popular around here with a lot of our regulars. I wouldn’t bee surprised to see you have good money in tips, live shows and in private. Arthur then pulled a pipe and a small baggie of Tina. He loaded the pipe and lit the torch that was starting to heat the bowl. Benji watched in anticipation of getting high again. After Arthur took a big hit he handed the pipe to Benji. Arthur got on his knees behind his newest employee and began up eat his perfectly framed ass as Benji was heating the bowl. The teen’s ass opened up easily allowing Arthur to blow the smoke from the hit he had taken into Benji’s ass as he took a deep hit he his own. The combination of the smoke in his ass and lungs doubled the effect as Arthur proceeded to rim the twink. Between his moans of approval, Benji continued to hit the pipe before Arthur asked for it so he take a few hits of his own. After he had taken several in a row, he handed the pipe back to Benji suggesting, “Let’s move this onto the theater stage where I can show you the equipment.” Once in the stage Arthur practically attacked the more high and horny teen. A naked Arthur helped the teen into the sling on stage and rammed his cock deep inside Benji in one swift move. Once he had impaled the twink, he helped guide his feet into the stirrups as he derived a solid asspounding. Benji was finally getting the fucking be needed. He knew he was going to like working at the bar, he figured the best perk were going to be the drugs and fucking. And at the rate Arthur was now fucking him, he figured his ass was about to be filled.

Part 6. As I walked to the exit of the video booths, the light from the main room of the store nearly blinded me. My eyes weren’t ready for the blast of harsh fluorescent light pouring in and I shivered, completely naked just inside the doorway. The halls and the booths were warm and humid with the sex sweat of the hundred or so men who had been banging it out through the day, but the showroom was sparse with glass cases filled with dildos, plugs, cock rings, and all kinds of implements of ass destruction. The air seemed thinner the closer I stepped to the light and my heart almost pounded out of my cum caked chest. I could feel the jizz solidifying on my face, in my hair, and all down my body and all the stimulation made my cock as hard as it ever had been. I had to get into that theater and there was nothing to do but do it. My right foot hit the white tile floor and I was on display now, completely. There was nowhere to hide at all. As I got to the first display case I saw a collection of buttplug—always my favorite toy. My mind wandered away and it was like I wasn’t bare assed naked, but just browsing casually. My eye caught a black silicon plug, almost the same as the one I had at home. A medium. Still a struggle to get it past my tight hole, but so goddamned amazing when the thickest part finally breached and quickly popped inside. I loved that plug and even wore it to the tobacco shop on the occasional night. 6 hours of serving the public with that beauty in made me begin to consider a pair of adult diapers to simply keep my flowing precum from soaking the front of my jeans. “HEY!” The shout ripped me right out of my dream state. Shit. It was the guy behind the register and he’d finally looked up from his phone to see me. “What in the EVERLOVING FUCK are you doing?!?” “I just need to get into the theater,” I said as best I could with the cum mask stiffining the skin on my face. “You know we’re supposed to call the cops if one of you booth beasts pops out here looking like you,” that thought made him laugh pretty deeply. He rolled that around in his head for a good long minute. “Please, man, they took my stuff and it’s in there,” I explained—poorly beneath cum spiked hair and hard rivulets of cum all over my cheeks and nose and chin. “Theater costs ten bucks, slut,” he chuckled, looking me up and down hard, “you got a ten spot hiding on you someplace?” As I went to speak, he interrupted sharply. “Ah, that’s right, your pals have all your stuff in there. Fun pals you got, leaving you high and, well, you ain’t quite dry yet, are you punk?” I bowed my head and shook out a weak “no”. “Ahhh, hell slut, I was just fucking around with you about the cop thing,” he laughed again, less forboding this time, somewhere between genial and devious. “We can work out a way for you to pay your way in. Now, get over here to the counter, and, while you’re by that display, grab that plug.” I sheepishly grabbed the twin for the one I had at home. “Hey, not that little popper!” He snapped, “That one’s for women. You might be a fucked up bitch, but you ain’t no woman. Grab the large and get your ass over here.” I swept my hand up and grabbed the “large” and it was at least twice the size as mine. It also was significantly heavier, the silicon covering a steel core with a solid steel ball bearing inside that clanked hard with every move. Just having it in my hand made my ass clench in pain. But I did what I was told and walked up to the counter. The plug clomped to the glass top and the attendant looked me dead in the eye. “They really did a number on you boy,” he said under his breath as he thoroughly looked me over. “Boys must have been saving up for days to get that much out.” Then he looked dead in my eyes and cocked his head to the side. “You look like a two dollar whore right now. A real cumdump slut. Well, maybe not a cumdump YET,” he said as he reached across the counter and down between my legs. His finger pressed up against my hole and hit dry resistance. “Oh yeah, you haven’t had cock in there for a while. I’ll bet you’re just aching to get out of all this light and get to working on all those hard cocks waiting for you,” he levelled his solid gaze dead in my eyes. “It’s still 10 dollars to get in there.” This was getting a little frustrating and was pumping the hell out of my blood. The frustration was so strong I hadn’t noticed my cock had gotten even harder and was leaking like a fountain. “Looks like you have to earn your money by being a real goddamned two dollar whore. Get around this case and hit those knees faggot. I want to feel you work.” Almost like teleporting I was on my knees, back arched, head craned up, and waiting for further instructions. I saw him dig something out of his back pocket. Two one dollar bills. He brought them to his mouth, spit on them and then roughly slapped them onto my glazed forehead, “now you’re paid you little goddamned whore, suck my cock well” he said working his thick dick out of his jeans. And as it worked out I was hypnotized. It was thick as hell and it didn’t seem to have an end as he kept pulling it out and forward. Did he have a hose reel in there? I thought... in a second though it was out, hard, and the piss slit was pressed against my lips. “Suck that cock well boy” he growled down at me, grabbing the back of my head, “suck it really well and you get to parlay your two dollars into ten.” And before he had finished the last word I had that cock working it’s way slowly into my wet mouth. I felt his incredible thickness stretching muscles that I didn’t even know I had, wedging my jaw down sharply and before I realized, his fat cock head was knocking on the door of my throat. I felt like something was going to snap, but he pressed further and my lips and tongue did their very best to pleasure this pole. The tension and pain and invasion of my face blocked all pain I might have felt and he pushed down deeper, splitting my almost virgin throat wide open. He fucked my face hard and deep and made my lips a foamed up mess of precum and spit. I looked like a mad dog whore and I felt like one too. My tongue was on auto pilot and from the sounds he was making, it knew what it was doing. After a few minutes of hard face rape he stiffened up and exploded. The cum shot out like a pressure washer, blasting down my throat and filling me uncomfortably full. Fuck but I was turned on. Naked for everyone to see, and whoring my mouth out to a complete stranger. My dick dripped even more precum, and I struggled to keep from blacking out. Slowly he pulled that monster out with a big smile on his face. “You earned the theater, cocksucker. Damn fine job. I’ll be in after a while and take that pussy asshole of yours so be fucking ready bitch.” He laughed again as I slowly pulled myself up to standing. As I turned to get back around the counter, he grabbed my shoulder. “Just a second...” He turned and was fiddling with something and then quickly turned back. He’d attached the large plug to a chain necklace, and then he lifted the chain around my neck. The plug dropped heavily against my chest. He looked me dead in the eyes again, “you’ve got a fan in there who ponied up the cash for this plug. He calls himself CigarBear but all I saw him smoking was a big dark pipe.” The attendant looked me over one more time. “He’s definitely going to give your hole a solid fuckdown. And that plug is just the cherry on top.” I slid around the counter and started my journey to the theater. I could hear a lot of voices rumbling from inside the darkened doorway and even more, I could smell the smoke. That was my blend in there and I was going to feel that cock of his soon...

Faggot pussy craves cock and cum like no other pussy. It worships cock and men. It knows how to milk cock for the maximum load. In a different world where there was no social stigma about guys being with guys, straight guys would bend the faggot over, spit on their cock, shove it in and dump their load on their way home to the wife and kids after work. Prostitutes would be put out of business. Far few marriages would end up in divorce as the guy would not have to beg his wife to consent to have sex when his balls were aching from the cum buildup - grab a faggot for a quick pump and dump and everyone would be happier. Faggots would be providing a public service.

I used to touch myself and try to cum at the same time as my top. Last year, meet my regular fb and he introduced me to chastity cages. He breeds me with his bbc 5 or 6 times during the night. He thought me that the csge will keep me horny and forget about my useless dick, and become a true btttm to serve his needs. My pleasure should come from my holes, nipples and giving him pleasure. At first I thought he was playing. But now, I'm completely addicted to wear a cage constantly. And anal orgasms are magnificent and getting milked by his fat cock pounding my boypussy, is all I need.

Oh NO! Hope you are ok buddy??

Pup, sorry to hear about the accident, but glad you were not seriously hurt. Hopefully someone is hot, hung, and sexy is nursing you back to health. Sore and stiff is usually how I am feeling after I am released from the fuck-bench or sling .... but I suppose that is not the same as what you are going through. Rest up and get well soon my friend!

It's ironic how I happened upon this post today, 19 years ago, I got my poz diagnosis.

PART 4 Tim’s cock wasn’t even halfway in me and I was sure I was being torn up. My first cock was huge and I was trying so hard to relax. But as he slowly worked his hips and worked that massive rod into me, my hole finally seemed to open up. And it felt so good. Instant bottom. And he just kept slowly pumping that man cock into me. “Fuck your hole is so tight. Such a hot little hole,” he grunted. Inspired by the fact that I was pleasing him, for the first time I pushed back against him. I wanted more of him inside me. I wanted to make him feel good. I wanted to make him cum. “Yeah, you like it. You like that big cock inside you don’t you?” He asked. “So good, feels so good,” was all I could get out, as he picked up speed. He wasn’t pounding me, but he was getting more aggressive and taking longer strokes. I had never even imagined it could feel so good. And knowing my hole was making his cock feel good got me so hot I knew i couldn’t even touch my cock. It was like steel and precum was pouring out. I would cum the second I started stroking. And now I was getting pounded. Each slam home knocking my breath out. “Oh god oh god oh god,” who knows how many times I said that. “So close. Fucking tight little boy ass,” he grunted through clenched teeth. “Wanna.... wanna make you cum. Cum in me. Cum in me, “ I begged. He was frantic now, his thrusts getting erratic. It seemed like he was close. “Can’t cum in you. Gotta... gotta pull out. Fuck gonna cum. Oh fuck gonna cum.” I don’t even know where it came from or why it seemed so important to me, an 18 year old virgin, but I wanted to make him cum with my ass. I didn’t want him to finish jerking off. “No! I practically shouted reaching out my hands and pulling him into me, just as he was trying to pull out. Gripping him, I felt him buck and spasm as his giant cock erupted inside of me. I ground into him as I felt his cock pulse and instinctively knew what thAt meant, each spasm meant a shot of cum spraying into me. And it spasmed a lot. I loosened my grip as he finished and I felt his orgasm subside. He slowly slid out of me and looked down. “I’m Sorry. I shouldn’t have let you, I shouldn’t have finished inside you,“ he said quietly. I looked up at him, naive as I was. “Why? It felt so good. I swear, it felt SO GOOD. And I wanted to make you cum with... with my butt. And I FELT it! Your cum. I could feel it like in me,” I said like a kid that just discovered candy. He just looked at me in the same way and said, “Chris, it’s not... it isn’t safe for... I have HIV.”

MORE! MORE!

Part 2 ~ The interview: I arrived at 10.55am and rang the doorbell. The door opened, and there was my potential new Master, dressed head to toe in his pristine Leather gear. - Good boy. On time. Follow me. We got to his office, and, I stripped naked from prior instructions given. He sat down in his office chair, put his legs (with police boots) up on his desk, lit up a cigar, and slowly smoked, not saying a word, rubbing his crotch through his Leather Jeans, and staring at me with an intense look. I did as I was told and looked into his eyes without averting my gaze. After a few minutes I felt myself becoming intoxicated by his Alpha energy, by his intense presence, and by his firm grip of control. I tried to control not getting an erection, as I knew being the inferior party I was not allowed one. But, my cunt kept clenching, and my prostate felt like it was being massaged. I began to moan and grunt as my Dick began to swell. The Master continued to smoke, keeping his gaze firmly locked on my gaze. I was now feeling him penetrate my inner being, slowly taking control of who I am. I felt my legs buckle. Now my legs are super strong; I go to the gym 6 days a week, and run regularly, but suddenly they weren't holding me. And the next thing I knew, I fell to my knees. The Master came around from behind his desk, with a 'Heavy Leather Flogger', and as he held his cigar between his teeth, he began to flog my back, hitting me very hard in quick succession flogs, unleashing his Alpha aggression. He then fetched his office chair, wheeling it to my surrendered body, and sat right in front of me, still puffing away, as I grunted and winced through the after effects of being flogged. My head was facing the floor as I tried to regain my composure. I thanked him. - Thank you for the flogging Sir - Look at me .... So, you want to SERVE me, do you boy? - Yes Sir - You know why you just got flogged, don't you boy? - Because I got an erection Sir!? - Yes boy, and Master's Dick is the only Dick around here allowed to get hard, and pleasured. He attached nipple clamps to my nipples, and clothes pegs to my balls. My nipples hurt a little, but, my balls were really making me grit my teeth. The Master positioned me sideways to his chair, sat down, and put his legs up on my back, using me like his desk, and continued smoking. - So boy, you are HIV negative, and want Master to infect you, is that correct? - Yes Sir, I need it badly. - You do realise that IF I decide to take you on as my live in sub, once you sign the declaration, you will have signed over complete control of yourself over to me, and you will very likely convert to being poz - Yes Sir, I fully understand. I made my decision a few years ago. I really fucking NEED it! - Well, I don't just give it to anybody. You will have to earn the right to be knocked up by Master's beautiful dirty DNA. It is a special and unique privilege. Are you willing to go through pain, and work for that once in a life time Gift from The Master, boy? - Absolutely Sir. After-all, I am here to SERVE you. To PLEASE you with whatever Sir needs and wants. I HOPE you choose me, and that one day I have the honour to get to call you Master. He took his boots/legs off of my back, stood up, and ordered me to kneel before my superior. His Leather Jeans had a cod piece that flapped open when unzipped. And unzip he did, revealing his fully erect beautifully formed curved Dick. I so wanted to suck on it. But, a sub does not do such a thing. It is not his place to initiate! I simply looked up at this HOT Alpha, and looked longingly, mouth open. He looked down at me for a few minutes, grabbed my head and pulled it in tightly to his crotch. I was immediately intoxicated, with the touch of his pubes on my lips and nose. With the smell of Leather, and his own Man-smell. And with his domineering force! No sooner had I lost my senses, he abruptly let go of me, and walked out of his office, returning a while later with a collar and leash which he promptly attached, leading me to his kitchen. - I need you to make me lunch. Instructions are on the worktop of what I want, and how to make it. You will bring it to me in my office. You have 20 minutes. It can be done in that time. Good luck. He tightened the nipple clamps, then left. 20 Minutes. Fuck. I don't know where anything is. I was determined to be his live in sub, and for him to become my Master, so, I super focused, and set about doing what I wanted to do long term; SERVE! - Put it down there on the desk boy. And on all fours right here. I got down on all fours as instructed, and again, he used my like his desk, resting his legs on my back. He seemed to be enjoying what I had prepared. I hope I had managed to PLEASE him. Once he had finished he got up, got his Leather Paddle, and began to hit my ASS cheeks, and like with the flogging earlier, he was rough! - That was delicious boy, BUT, that took you 36 minutes to execute. Far too fucking long! And now you have to be punished to learn that this slack work ethic of yours is unacceptable. I knew I had to work with this pain if I was to achieve my goals of SERVING a Master, and getting the sexual liberation I so desperately craved! Through my grunts of pain, I spoke; - Yes Sir. PLEASE do punish me. I need to learn that I have to be the very best at what I do to SERVE you to the highest level of service that you without question deserve! In fact, I think you should be hitting me harder. I didn't really want to be hit harder. But offering The Master that option would hopefully prove my willingness to become his loyal obedient sub, and prove that I am what I say I am; An inferior pig! He took me up on what I said, and really started to lay into me. I was now screaming each time the paddle came crashing down onto my ASS. Tears were running down my face, yet, I felt very happy and satisfied inside, knowing I was giving myself over to The Master's complete control! And being that one step closer to my dreams.

A lot of bottoms and cock suckers, sometimes it’s hard to find a top. I love sucking s clock sloppy, shoving fingers in my ass with lube and then blow gently on a hard cock. Waiting for the twitching sign as your cool breath is strocking a velvet like breeze on the bare cock head. The twitching is a sign that it wants ass. Using only spit directly since my fingers dig into my prepared hole, I turn around and position it in... opps it needs more lube or something. Ass to dick sucking, lather spit yo make it wet to enter me again. Not sloppy but wet enough, not slimy but enough to continue friction between skin and skin to make it primal. Then the warm feel of cum deep past the second hole. I’ve just got my first load of more to cum. Won’t even need to suck much since cum makes the best lube.

I didn’t set out to take multiple loads, or even to get into an anon scene. I had been chatting with a handful of guys on BBRTS Sunday, my first day in SF, and nothing really panned out (a lot of “how long are you here for?”). Monday morning I got up, checked messages, and was getting ready to head out for some meetings. One of the guys hit me up again saying how horny he was, and that he was only 10 minutes away. I figured I’d see if he actually showed, so I gave him the hotel and room number. He was fascinated by my profile ass pic, and asked if I could be in that position when he arrived. I offered to be ass up on the bed, door ajar, and he could just come right in. He was clearly into that scene. I was chatting with a couple other guys while I waited to see if the first showed. Sure enough, 10 minutes later, I”m naked on all fours with my ass facing the door. The bolt lock makes for a nice block to keep the door ajar. I heard him come in and start undressing right away. His hands were immediately on my ass. I left some silicon lube on the bed beside me. He took it and I heard him pumping the bottle. I took a nice hit of poppers while he started lining his cock up with my hole. He slid in nice and even, letting my hole wrap around his long dick. “Fuuuuck that’s warm and tight,” he said. He started a nice rythm pumping my hole. He was totally turned on, and I was feeling turned on by his energy and the fact I couldn’t see him. His anon cock felt great, and he was plugging away inside me. He grabbed my hips and was pumping, picking up a little speed as he went. I heard his breathing change, and it sounded like he was holding his breath for a few seconds at a time. “Oh yeah,” he finally said, and I knew from the rythm change that he was unloading in me. He left a couple minutes later, patting my ass, me still on all fours, wanting to cling to the anonymity of the scene. A second guy was asking to come buy. A burly bear with shaved head and goatee. He asked if I had a load in me, and i said yes. That seemed to push him over the edge and he walked over from his office building up the street. Again I left the door ajar, and was on all fours when he arrived. I love the anticipation of hearing the guy strip, unseen behind me, and then feeling his hands on my ass. This guy started fingering my hole, using the lube from the first guy to ease his fingers inside. `He didn’t wait to slide his cock inside. He was more verbal than the first, asking how his dick felt in my cummyhole. We were both grunting as he pounded my ass, more forcefully than the first guy. He was clearly here to get off. His burly body slammed into my ass over and over, and he finally told me I was getting his load. He unleashed inside, patted my ass, and left a minute later. I was feeling slutty now, and totallly turned on by the anon loads. I went back on BBRTS and chatted a bit more. I decided to post an ad for the hour, and see what happened. Another guy wanted to come by, and I agreed. He was much faster at cumming than the other two, though for me it was really about having my hole used by a third stranger. After he left his load in me, I scrolled through a few messages. One was particularly mysterious and alluring. No face pic, and not much info. His message was simply that he wanted to breed my hole. He appeared to be fairly close. His cock pic was beautiful, and a bit intimidating. It was long and thick looking. He wanted totally anon cumdump scene. Sure, why not at this point? So I gave him the room number. He came in wordlessly. I heard him undo his belt, and push down his pants. He picked up the bottle of lube and I heard it pumping out the slick liquid. While I’d seen pics of the three guys earlier, this guy was a total enigma. He was simply a series of sounds behind me, and then I felt the head of his cock pushing up into my hole. Still, he said nothing. My hole stretched wide, and I yelped. He didn’t seem concerned. His cock pushed my hole open, and I gasped at the size inside me. Long deep strokes were pushing me deeper into the bed, and he was fucking for his own pleasure. I started grunting and groaning, totally turned on by this mysterious fucker. I felt my hole expand and contract around his raw cock as he slipped in and out,His hands moved to my shoulders, and he was pulling me backward and he thrust forward. I couldn’t wait for it. “Fuck yeah! Breed my ass!” Still he pounded me without a word, keeping his strokes long and deep, and all I could do was take it. Without warning he grunted, this thrusts going deep, holding there a moment, and then thrusting deep again. He pushed his weight on me, and thrust over and over again, each one lingering longer inside me. Finally he held himself inside, panting, growling lowly a bit. He stayed there for a couple minutes, and I was just relishing the size of his cock filling me. He slowly pulled out, and I felt my hole cling to his head before releasing it with a wired pop sound. I could feel some of his cum cripple down my balls, pulled out with his cock. His slapped his cock, still hard, against my ass a few times, and wiped it off against my ass cheeks and balls. He dressed wordlessly and then I heard the door close. I was spent after that last fuck. I rolled onto my back and stoked myself slowly, relishing the feeling of the pounding I’d just taken, and thinking about the 4 loads from total strangers that were filling my ass. It’s inspired me to head out and be slutty at one of the sex clubs. Let me know if you enjoyed hearing about my cumdump morning by leaving a message or clicking the blue heart below.

I never understood the stigma against dads and sons that have sex. I actually find it very beautiful when a willing father and son break the barriers of "public opinion" and are able to sexually express their love for each other. Just my two cents!!

Part 2 As they entered the house they were greeted by the party host. David introduced Benji to John, grabbed a couple drinks off the counter, handing one to Benji before leading him out to the side patio. This patio was spared separated by a 6 foot wooden fence with a gate leading to the main pool patio. David knew the drinks contained G as this would make Benji more open to what he had planned. They sipped their drinks on the way to the private patio. Once there David began to down his, urging Benji to do the same. Once the drinks were gone the two immediately began making out again. David took a moment to ask Benji, “Are doing ok with us kissing?” Benji answered, “Yeah, I guess. The guy I was going to meet told me that he was curious sexually. I thought about experimenting with him. He didn’t show up and I met you. I glad you’re doing this with me.” David smiled, kissed Benji again telling him, “We can stop anytime you want. We don’t have to do anything you dying want to do.” Benji smiled back at David as the two kissed. David began to work on Benji's belt letting his pants drop to the ground. Benji followed David’s lead loosening his belt letting David's pants join his I the ground. They both shuffled out of their ankle restraints kicking off their shoes I the process. They were down to underwear, David in a nice pair a bikini briefs, Benji had a pair of boxers. Benji’s boxers didn’t last long when David slipped his finger into the waist band and removed them as he guided Benji to a mattress in the corner of the patio. Getting Benji on his back, he pushed his legs back saying, “Bet you’ve never had your ass eaten before.” Benji shook his head ‘No' as David dove in face fist and began to give the newbie his first out-n-out rim job. As David first began to lick the outer edge of his hole. Benji began to moan at the pleasure he was receiving end of David’s talented tongue. Benji felt the pleasure travel up his spine as David switched from just licking his hole to probing into his ass with his tongue. Benji never imagined he could receive so much pleasure from his ass. This we all part of the plan to turn a typical make into a cock crazed, cum craving bottom. David began to alternate between licking and fingering Benji’s ass. As David moved up to inserting 2 fingers inside the moaning teen, he slipped a shard of Tina. He pushed the shard in deep then massaged the kid's prostate to distract him from the burn is the drug. The booty bump was doing the job as David added a third finger to the teen’s virgin ass. Benji was pushing back against David's and trying to get more of his fingers inside his now hungry ass. David could sense the hunger in his new bottom when he teasingly pulled them slowly out. Almost immediately when David’s last digit withdrew, and sounding like he was begging Beni said “Please put them back in. Your fingers back in, it feels so good.? David stood up his 8.5” cock straining against his underwear, teasing the twink’s hungry hole, “In due time you’ll have something that feels better then my fingers. Right now I think you need to get my cock hard before you’ll get anything what inside your hungry hole. You ever suck cock before?” He already knew Benji’s secret which the twink openly admitted, “A few years ago my cousin for me to sub his cock.” I asked, “Did you like it? Did you get him to cum?” Benji didn’t hesitate with his answer, “Yes, yes I did like sucking my cousins cock. It didn’t last long before he came in my mouth.” David inquired further, “Nice, did you swallow his cum?” Benji shook his head yes. David stood up, placed his hands on Benji’s shoulders and pushed him to how knees. The twink needed to learn that cock sucking is done with the bottom on his knees. Once in his knees Benji was staring at David’s confined cock. He reached up going his fingers into the waist band, then pulled David underwear down freeing his 8.5” poz fuck stick. Benji reached out and jacked the dick before him licking his lips. He opened his mouth and you half of David’s cock into his mouth. David leaned his head back and said, “Oh fuck yeah, suck that cock.” With some minor direction from David, Benji was giving a pretty good blow job. He was still not getting all of David’s cock into his mouth. Benji knew he needed to get David's cock down his throat. Looking to at David with a pleading look. David placed his hands on Benji’s head telling him, “Relax, it takes time to learn how to deep throat a cock. Just do as I say and it’ll be easy.” As Benji moved up and down on David’s dick he was told, “Breathe in every time you go down on my dick. When it hits the back of your throat try and hold there as long as possible. Try to hold it there a little longer each time.” The twink did as he was good and soon he had David’s cock at the entrance to his throat. He knew the next step was to get it down his throat. He gave David a look that signaled his readiness for the next step. David took Benji’s had in his hand and when the newbie went down and he felt his cock reach the back of his cock sucker's throat he applied a little pressure pushing his cock into the 18 year old’s throat.. Immediately 6” had disappeared down Benji's throat. He fought his natural instinct to gag as David pressed on and another inch disappeared, followed by the last inch. The warmth of Benji’s throat felt amazing. Benji felt a sense of accomplishment as he fought the urge to gag. David praised his cock sucker, “Oh that’s it, massage that cock with your throat.” David’s cock was doing pre cum directly into Benji’s stomach. Benji tried to pull back, the need to breathe was now taking over, but David held him turn a few seconds longer before letting him pull off. Once he was able, Benji took a deep breath before he instinctively went back down taking David's cock back into his throat. David’s cock was now hard as a rod of titanium. He knew it was time to give the hungry bottom boy what he’d desire from now on. He pushed Benji into his back, pushed his legs up and dove been in to eat that ass again. He needed to tease the twink some more, lube him up a little and add once more shard of Tina to prime his hole. Benji began to writhe and moan as David worked sine lube into his hole with a decent shard. He then worked some lube on the head of his cock. The lube let him put a few small pieces of Tina on the head of his dick. Benji was now chanting, “Fuck me. God, please fuck me.” David stopped the rimming and stopped fingering the twink, kissed his way up his body, looming his bare cock when Benji’s hungry hole. He looked down as asked, “You ready to get fucked bro?” At first Benji could only nod, but finally answered, “Yes, fuck me. I want your cock inside me.” Benji could believe what he was asking David to do. It wasn't that long ago he’d be thinking about girls, how he would fuck them and now he was asking to be fucked. The two locked eyes as David pushed his hips forward building pursue on his cock as it pressed against Benji’s virgin hole until it suddenly popped inside. As tempted as David was to just thrust fully inside, he knew a bottom’s first fuck needed to be memorable. The feelings from the drugs, the raw cock and (eventually) cum deposited had to be feelings he’d want to experience over and over again but this day forward. David asked, “You ok?” Benji answered, “Yes. At first it felt strange when you first entered me, but it actually felt great. You can keep going, I can take it.” David slowly pushed his cock deeper into the new bottom boy’s ass. Little by little the cock disappeared issue the no longer virgin. There was probably a good inch, inch and a half left when Benji looked at David and said, “Fuck me already, give me the rest of your cock.” David wasn’t sure if the kid knew what he was asking for, but he wasn’t going to be one to turn down such an offer. He thrusted his hip forcing the rest of his cock into the newbie bottom. David expected Benji it howl, what he heard was a deep moan of satisfaction. Benji had taken all 8.5” inside his virgin ass. David set about giving Benji his first fuck. David knew how to get a bottom accepting to being bred. He had the ability to cum multiple times and was able to hide it from the bottom. The first load was the easiest to deliver, especially when the bottom is as hot as this one. David started pulling out and pushing back in with a slow steady pace he could feel his balls tighten and being to deliver a toxic load. David kept silent as he came asking, “How’s that cock feeling inside you?” Benji’s only words were, “It feels so hard. Your cock is so hard inside me.” David continued the mental game by saying, “You just focus on your ass, focus on my cock inside your ass. See how much pleasure you can get for your ass, the pleasure you give to others who fuck for ass.” As his first orgasm subsided he began increase his pace. Each thrust on caused Benji to moan and occasionally cry out, “Fuck yeah” and “Fuck me.” David would kiss Benji working on making the feelings associated with his first fuck imprinted on his brain. David delivered his second load without Benji’s knowledge. Benji was lost in the pleasure of David’s cock inside his hole. Benji would feel a ‘shock’ travel up his spine when each thrust into his body. As the first time bottom was getting lost in the feelings of his first fuck. His brain was going places he never thought possible. He began to say, “Fuck, give it all to me.” David wasn’t sure is he was asking for his cock, his load, his HIV. He replied, “You’ll get everything you want, just relax and let go.” David pushed up his pace as his breathing changed. His cock began to thicken as Benji seemed to know David was getting close. He kind of asked, “You going to cum?” David didn’t answer at first as he quickened his pace, thrusts in deeper then he had ever been inside this virgin territory and then answered, “FUCK YEAH!” He filled the teen with a third poz load. As David’s cock was throbbing inside him, he responded by kissing his breeder then saying, “You're cumming inside me.”

Part 5 - The Party As they reached the Orangery a crowd had gathered drinking Mojitos, some smoking cigars others just milling around. Jake counted about eleven in total including themselves and each of the guests was adorned with the tattoo, he felt a little left out at not having one. Marco was serving drinks and keeping an eye on Jake making sure the 'Look But Do Not Touch' was adhered to. All of the men were either in their 30's or 40's and all very attractive with good physiques, Jake stood in awe looking at all the fine specimen of men standing around the room. Fabian came over to Jake and did a few more introductions before offering Jake his cigar to smoke. A few eyes shifted in his direction, Jake took a good inhale and was surprised he didn't cough. Oh those aromas and flavours he thought to himself as a broad smile washed over his face. The group moved over to meet Jake, they kissed and hugged him causing his cock to stiffen as so many men showered him with affection. "I think you passed the first test." "Sorry Fabian?" "They have all given you approval, it will earn you some very influential friends." "This is kind of strange but I am loving it, they are all nice people." "I hoped you would enjoy yourself, I really like having you here." "I feel a little left out as I am the only one without a tattoo." Fabian laughed and kissed Jake. "It has to be earned, and maybe it will and soon." "Will you tell me how to earn it." "Later, Hungry Jake?" "Yes, I could eat a horse." He kissed Jake again and they headed over to the buffet and helped themselves to Cuban pulled pork. Gradually the men moved towards the pool and started chilling out. A gentle sound of music to Cuban beats was playing, Marco approached with two Mojitos and offered one to Jake. Marco and Jake headed to the pool and resumed their spot on the sunbeds watching the other men who kissed and frolicked around in the water. Jake took in the scene feeling horny and wanting to join in. Fabian obviously was the centre of attention amongst all talking to each of them as the fooled around, there was no sex but a lot of kissing and groping. Jake turned to Marco and nervously broached the question. "Should I go and join in?" "Not unless you want to, they will respect you, and I have your back." "What do you mean respect me?" "Just that, they will respect you as you are a guest." Jake stood up and stripped his trunks off throwing them at Marco, he then held out a hand for Marco to join him. Marco looked up the sunbed and gave a quick glance in Fabian's direction who simply nodded. He grabbed Jake's hand as they jumped in the pool together and swam around for a bit. Spencer grabbed hold of Jake's legs and pulled him back. Fabian watched closely. "Hey Jake." "Spencer." "Are you enjoying yourself?" "Very much so, I have never been to such a party before, well I have never known anyone this wealthy." "Fabian is a very generous and kind person, treat him well and you will have a friend for life." "He has been nothing but kind to me, I like being around him and Marco." "Just them?" "Well, I don't really know any of you." "I hope you will come to more of Fabian's events and get to know us, we all like what we have seen so far." Marco's arm reached around Jake's body and pulled him away from Spencer, "Come on Jake sunbathing time.". Marco gave Spencer a kiss as they passed each other. He realised it was already 5pm so he gladly joined Marco as they layed bronzing their bodies. The mixture of the food and Mojitos sent Jake to sleep again. He woke as Fabian kissed him lightly on the lips "Wake up sleepy head.". Jake looked up at Fabian then instinctly kissed him back, asking what the time was since the sun was much lower in the sky and most of the group had moved up to the deck outside the Orangery. Fabian pulled Jake up from sunbed "Time does not matter as long as you are enjoying yourself.". The party continued on with lots of chatting, slowly groups started to disperse and leave. Finally it was just the five of them and Marco excused himself as he work to attend to, he returned a couple of minutes later with two robusto's and Mojitos. Fabian and Jake sat on the deck with their drinks and cigars relaxing. Marco, Spencer and Jean-Paul disappeared. "Where has Marco gone?" "Ahh, he is with Spencer and Jean-Paul and having some fun." Fabian noticed a look of disappointment on wash over Jake's face. He decided to let on about Marco. "You know Marco has got feelings for you Jake, he loves you being here." "Really?, you sort of dream about guys like that, but never think you would get to know one." "Are you more interested in him than anyone else?" "hummmm, no, I find you incredibly sexy, after all it is you who I come to see." Fabian laughed and kissed his head. "Well maybe you and I will have some fun eventually, but don't rule Marco out." "Fabian, thank you for a lovely day, you were right, I did have a lot of fun." "You are welcome, I hope you liked our family." "I did they were all very friendly towards me." "The guys really took to you and want you to be part of our family." There they remained until darkness had fallen, Fabian got to his feet and held out a hand to Jake and pulled him up to his feet. Fabian reached around Jakes waist, they looked each other in the eye, slowly Fabian moved his face closer, their lips sensually touching and without resistance Jake parted his lips as Fabian's mouthed closed over his. Jake's senses went in to overdrive, the kiss increased in intensity as their tongues wrestled with each other. Jakes felt his body lift off the ground and voluntarily his legs wrapped around Fabian's thighs, his arms clenched around his neck, slowly Fabian carried Jack back inside the house.

Part 4 - The Pool Saturday was blue sky and very warm, weather forecasters had been saying all week to expect a Spanish Plume. This would push temperatures in to the low 30's, if that happened it would make London uncomfortable with the heat and humidity followed by the storms. Jake checked his phone it was only 10am but it was already 26c and rising. His phone rang almost causing Jake to drop it as it startled him, Bill's number flashed up on the screen. "Hey Billy, how's you?" "Good Jake, listen a few of us are going to the lido if you want to join us." "Oh sorry Billy, I am off a party later at a friends." "Nice one, shame you can't join us but have fun." "you to, see ya." Billy hung up and immediately dialled another number and waited for his call to be answered. "Billy, what news?" "It's all set." "Thank you, good bye." Marco hung up and walked to the study where Fabian sat, he looked up as Marco approached. "Hello Marco." "Sir, everything is going to plan." "Excellent, invite him over now." Marco dialled another number. Jake was surprised as his phone began ranging again but this time there was no caller id, tentatively he clicked on the answer button. "Hello." "Mr Jake this is Marco, Mr Fabian's butler." "Oh, Hi Marco, how are you?" "Thank you Mr Jake I am very well and I trust you are keeping well?" "Apart from being as hot as hell I'm good." "Mr Fabian asks if you wish to come to the house now and sit by the pool." "Yes I will Marco, thank you." "I shall expect you at 10.30 Mr Jake." Marco hung up, Jake could have sworn he heard him chuckle after he said 'Hot as hell'. He grabbed sunglasses, factor 20 and his trunks then headed off to Fabian's. The gate opened and as he approached the door it opened as if by magic, standing there was Marco wearing sunglasses and a very tight pair of speedos that accentuated his bulge. Jake struggled to keep his cock under control, he could smell coconut wafting from Marco's body which was driving him wild. "Hello Mr Jake, please follow me to the pool." as Marco turned to lead the way. This time Jake caught the full tattoo on his lower back, it immediately occurred to Jake that it was exactly the same as Fabian's except for the location. Fabian was swimming in the pool as they arrived. "Come on in, it is refreshing, Marco help Jake change." Jake felt the hot breath of Marco as he stood behind him and lifted his shirt up over his head and place it on the lounger chair. Jake went to undo his shorts but Marco's hands pushed his away gently, thinking this is going to be embarrassing as he felt his cock twitching and hardening. Marco slipped his hands inside the shorts and undid the button and zip, his hand gently brushed over his now evident hardening bulge. Jake didn't mean to but his body pushed back against Marco, he felt his lips kiss the nape on his neck, his nerve endings tingling throughout his body. Before he realised both his shorts and underwear where down by his ankles, his cock standing to attention. He heard Fabian laughing from the pool "Someone's horny, come on in Jake.", he looked around for his trunks but Marco had taken them up to the Orangery. "Jake don't be silly it is only us at the moment and I did say you could go naked, Did Marco excite you?". Jake nodded shyly hands making best effort to cover his unyielding erection. Jake noticed straight away that Fabian was indeed naked so he began to relax and walked down the slope in deeper in to the water. Jake stopped and closed his eyes letting the cool water lap around his torso. He dived and swam under water came up for air a meter or so away from Fabian. "Better now?" he asked him, "Oh god yes.", Fabian moved towards him and planted a kiss full on his lips, he lingered for longer than usual waiting for the desired effect. He didn't have to wait long as Jake put his arm around his neck and kissed him back. They broke off and swam around in the pool for a while, Marco appeared in the water with a tray of drinks "Mojitos gentlemen.". They took the drinks and sat on the underwater stalls by the waterfall enjoying the sun. Marco swam a couple of lengths as Jake watched admiring his body undulating in the water before he swam over and joined them. "Marco, you really must stop showing off in front of Jake, you make him uncomfortable.", Jake blushed like a bride and tried to make him self small but Marco pulled up behind Jake and kissed him on the neck, for the second time Jake tingled all through his body and touched Marco's arm. Before he knew it Marco was exiting the pool telling Fabian he must help chef finish preparing the food. Fabian put his arm around Jake "Come on, lets get some sun before people arrive.". Jake was in heaven, he had never been treated so kindly or affectionately like this before. He laid on the sunbed and blissfully closed his eyes and was asleep within minutes. He woke to the sound of voices as two guests had arrived and realising he was naked he jumped in to the pool. The two men approached wearing nothing but baseball hats and sunglasses. One of the men had the same tattoo as Fabian and in the same place. As Jake looked up a quizzical look crossed his face. He heard a splash and Fabian swam up behind Jake, "Jake, this is Spencer and Jean-Paul.". They both said hello and Jake replied the courtesy but looked more intensely at Spencer. "Jake... I know you from somewhere don't I?" "Yes, you passed me on the embankment Thursday afternoon." "Oh that's right, we did the double take after we passed each other, your even cuter naked." Jake blushed and began to feel a little uneasy at such a strange occurrence. Fabian wrapped his arms around Jake's shoulder and neck and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He then looked over at Spencer and gave him a wink, it wasn't pure chance they passed each other but rather a well choreographed sequence. Making sure the cigar smoke wafted in to his path and make eye contact, all to keep Jake focused on Fabian. The two of them turned and headed to the Orangery, Jake noticed that Jean-Paul had the same tattoo but on his lower back. Curiosity was running through Jake's head. "Fabian, how come they all have the same tattoo either on the front or back?" "They all like the design and we are all a kind of family, enough questions sexy." Fabian turned Jake around and looked him in the eye whilst gently caressing the side of his face. Jake was calm and collect and moved his arm around Fabian's body as their faced moved towards each other. Tenderly kissing his cheek Fabian moved his kissing closer to Jake's mouth, his heart was pounding as Fabian's lips touched his and began kissing his mouth. With each kiss their lips parted further and further until Jake felt Fabian's tongue slip in to his mouth. His eyes closed as he enjoyed the warmth of the kiss, the brushing of Fabian's beard against his face increased the sexual desire building in his body. The electricity between them held them locked in their kiss for what seemed an eternity. Fabian released the kiss, hugging Jake closer before releasing him and planting one more kiss "You are so sexy Jake.". Fabian disappeared under the water and swam to the shallow end where he exited the pool. Marco appeared with Jake's trunks "Would you like to be decent." he said holding them up in the air swinging them around on his finger. Jake splashed water at Marco who laughed. He reached in and pulled Jake out of the pool and slapped his arse before kissing his neck "Naughty boy.". They both headed back to the Orangery holding hands. To say Jake was in heaven was an understatement, he kept looking at Marco's defined arm leading his hand that clasped his own. For a moment Jake felt as though the world had stopped as he enjoyed the closeness.

Part 2 - The Addiction As I got home I stripped off and had one of the most intense orgasms thinking about Fabian and still tasting the remnants of the cigar as I drifted off to sleep. Little did I know then that Fabian was gradually seducing me to get hooked on cubans firstly and feel comfortable around him. Then the second phase of getting me hooked on himself, but he was in no rush as it would only be a matter of time. Couple of days later I got a text inviting me over that evening, naturally I was excited and replied telling him I would be there at 7pm again. The gate opened and I walked up to the front door where he stood waiting, as I approached him he gave me a kiss on the cheek and a hug. We went through to the Orangery again where before he could say anything I had stripped down to my underwear, he stood there laughing and told me I was eager. This time two cigars were on the table as he handed me one of them. "Do you remember what to do?" he asked, "Think so." I replied. It was then I realised that the mixture of being in his company and holding the cigar caused a reaction in my groin. Thankfully I still had my underwear on trapping the results otherwise I would be flying the flag of all nations on my erection. I moistened the end just as he showed me and gave it a clean cut through with no damage. "Well done." he said, He passed the matches to me, as I struck one I charred the end lightly then puffed to light it, coughing as I did so on the first few attempts but eventually I achieved a full even burn. Fabian lit his cigar and we moved over to the sofa and sat down, he still had his robe on which looked a little bizarre when seeing our reflection in the window as I was nearly naked. I smoked on the cigar and began inhaling more and more and really got in to this cuban. The same flavours and aromas danced around my mouth and nose, feeling comfortable sitting next to him he watched me intently trying to gauge if the signs of getting addicted to his cigars were starting to show. Fabian disappeared for a moment and returned with two glasses of red wine, but this red wine was heavy bodied and match perfectly with the cigar. Only half way down the cigar I had to put it in the ashtray as I began to feel a little nausea wash over me, Fabian told me that was normal and my body would soon adjust. He continued to smoke his cigar and I drank the wine, this heavy bodied wine was also quite heavy in alcohol but delicious nevertheless. The alcohol was causing me to be a little loose lipped and started asking some probing questions... "Can I ask you what is an olympic kisser?" "I have a great enjoyment of kissing and I can French a guy until his tongue and lips go numb." as he chuckled at me. "How silly, is that even possible? "Be careful as I might show you and you would end up tongue tied" laughing. "Could be interesting. So what is it with the whole bareback sex thing that you like?" "Hmmm, didn't expect that question.. I enjoy feeling a guys a hole around my cock and gifting them my special seed." "Is it that different from condom sex?" "Completely and utterly bewitching and addictive." "Do you have a partner or boyfriend?" "Absolutely not, anyway when I fuck it is for my pleasure and thrill." "So what does the other person get out of it." "Whatever they want, but hopefully just the desire to pleasure me." "Oh you mean like those SM'y things, you know, master and boy?" "Boy?, you mean slave. No nothing that kinky, they learn how to pleasure me when I want to fuck." His robe slipped open more and I noticed something I hadn't seen before, a tattoo peeking above his underwear. "I never realised you had a tattoo." he looked at me and smiled. "Only the one." "What is it?" "It is me or a representation of me and who I am." "It looks very elaborate, can I see it?" He pulled his underwear down slightly so I could see it, an elaborate F surrounded by swirls which made it look like a biohazard symbol which disappeared down towards his cock. I found it to be very sexy and relaxed back against his arm as he placed it around my shoulder. I contemplated our brief conversation as I sipped my wine completely missing his comment about gifting his special seed. I picked up my cigar relit it and this time there was no coughing as I was now getting use to smoking and especially letting those flavours and smells hitting my senses again. As we both silently enjoyed our cigars, my erection seemed to take on a new vigour, but to his credit Fabian said nothing as his hand stroked my shoulder. All to soon we were done, I finished my wine as I stood up I felt buzzed and happy. As I dressed Fabian escorted me to the door telling me he would text me when to come over, his hand reached up and stroked my face as he kissed me on the lips and gave me a hug, as I turned he patted my arse "See you in a couple of days.". I seemed to float home, the taste of the cigar was still lingering, the tingling of my face as he kissed me when I left, and the way he caressed my shoulder. I was really enjoying spending time with him, I couldn't pin down if it was the cigars or just being around him, he exuded such an air confidence and masculinity and Spanish looks.

Part 13. My calling from God. I laid there in a heavenly state. Mr. Terry stepped away and said to my daddy, 'Now that we exchanged our gifts for and got our cherry, I will go figure out the order and a plan for the rest of them. You get him ready.' Daddy pulled up a stool next to me, i felt him arranging the fur blanket so I was tucked and nested in. After making sure i was comfortable he sat down on the stool and leaned in to kiss me on my leather hooded forehead. He used his finger to slowly and lovingly move my chin and the rest of my head toward him. I looked into his eyes and felt I belonged. For the first time, I felt loved, full and had purpose. He traced his fingers over my smooth chest and paid extra attention as he circled around my nipples. Stopping slowly to pinch, flick or just twist them very gingerly. He was staring deep into my eyes and me deep into his... as he said, 'Son, do you still feel the medicine or do you need more?' I still had my mouth covered with the hose. He reached under my head and started to unlace and unzip the hood as he commented, 'lets get this off of you for a little bit'. As he pulled the hood off my head, my ears and skin felt so connected to the room and space rather than distant. My head felt all sweaty as it came exposed to the cool air of the woodshed. As he petted my head and combed my hair with his fingernails, he looked back into my eyes and said, 'I am so proud of you, you took our horse cocks like a champ. Do you understand the importance and meaning of that?' I moved my head left to right telling him no. He took the brown bottle and held to my nose and continued to look inside of me. I started to inhale deeply and looked back. He knew when my lungs were full and without saying a word, closed my other nostril and moved the bottle to the other side. We just stared at each other without a word. He did this a third time and start to talk by saying....'I suspected when you told me earlier about how when you touch your nipples it tingles in your asshole. Do you remember telling me that pup?' i nodded. 'Well I guessed then that it meant that you are a very .... and I mean VERY special child of god.' Although i kept staring, my eyes got big and my head tilted as I was confused and I said, 'really? do you think? my father said I was a bastard and that god made me as a mistake'. He held the brown bottle to my nose again and said, 'Your father was wrong about a lot of things, this is the most important. God put you on this earth with a purpose, a very special and rare purpose. You see, almost all pussies are on women like you learned in school. And you remember what we know about women and their pussies? 'Yes, they harbor disease that will make men weak and sick and lure us to the eternal hell fire,' I said with confidence. He smiled, move the bottle to my other nostril and said 'exactly. Their cunts are dirty, poison and evil. However, every once in a while, every very rare once in a while,... very very rare. God will give a boy a pussy.' He put the cap on the bottle and laid it on my chest nestled between my two well defined pecs. He started to pet my head nice and slow putting my short blond hair back into place. He then nodded and allowed me to release the vapors from my lungs. He said, 'Lukas, I cant believe it, but you are one of those special children of God that has a boy pussy.' I smiled and he nodded and smiled even bigger and said. 'Yes, can you believe how lucky you are? Do you understand the importance and significance of that?' I must have had a puzzled look on my face of curiosity because he kissed the tip of my nose like a puppy and said. 'Yes, glory be to God, you have a boy pussy.' This is the greatest gift you can be offered from God. He paused and said, well second greatest gift, but I bet you have the first greatest also, it is just too early to know yet.' 'Wow, i feel so blessed, thank you for figuring that out for me, I did always feel different than my friends and siblings. Mr. C, this birthday is just getting better and better.' 'Oh son, this is just the beginning. Do you have any idea how having a boy pussy will change your life?' I became very puzzled by the question and said....'well....no, not really.' He picked up the bottle off my chest and gave me two big hits. I held on the second as he screwed the cap back on and returned it to my chest. Once he nodded I exhaled and although totally flying, I somehow still hinged on every word he said. 'Lukas, this means that you can help men. Any and all men that need relief for their cocks, some of us several times a day.' I felt my cock jump and he smiled again and said 'see.... Men will be so happy as they learn about your boy pussy. It means you can pleasure them with your boy cunt. Your beautifully bald smooth pussy can give their cocks great happiness, just like you just gave me and Mr. Terry.' He put his index finger on my hole and was rubbing circles around it while his other hand played with my titties. I looked down and saw my cock was leaking another big pool of precum all over my belly. As he continued to finger my hole and tweak my tits, he continued and said, 'Yes, men will come from all around, every man is going to want a piece of that pussy and you were put here to help them. It will be like the wise men and everyone coming to the stable to see the new savior. To help them ejaculate their cocks into you so they dont have to tempt fate but seeking the pleasure from those dirty cunts on their wives or girlfriends or other whores.' 'Oh like those places down on Front street?' I asked. 'Exactly, those and others, there is such a huge need for boy pussy. Lukas, do you remember Mr. Ali and all those men up in the house?' I nodded, 'oh yeah, I remember. Do you think even them could use some boy pussy.' 'Oh, heavens yes Son, many of them told me that personally, they have been waiting a long time to try and find some boy pussy.' 'Do you think any of them would be interested in mine? I mean, it is new and probably not all that good since I dont really know how to use it well yet and it currently feels very wet or messy and sticky.... but we could ask them if you think I could help any of them? He picked the brown medicine bottle up and started to prepare me for more hits. As I took my first breath in, he said. 'You know Lukas, the more you use your pussy and the more you share your pussy with others, the smarter it will become. In fact, it will begin to know what cocks need and want and it will learn to please them greatly. You know what else Lukas?' 'What daddy'. As he moved to the other nostril. 'It is even ok once you have had your medicine to ask a man if he would like to use your pussy. Some men will just take it, but others would find it so sweet of you to not only have a boy pussy but to offer it to them on your own. You dont have to wait for them to ask you. Understand? 'Yeah, I think so. But for now, I will look to you. If you wink at me, then I will know I should ask them....ok? He recapped the medicine bottle and returned it to the cleft in my chest. 'He slowly moved his hand up behind my ear and petted me again, and said, 'Yes, that is a great idea. Yes son, please look at me, and I will give you permission. That way they will know you are my boy and I give your pussy to them for enjoyment.' There was a knock at the door and Mr. C said, 'yes, enter.' 'Awesome, thanks Mr. C, I mean, thanks daddy.' 'Son, you remember our host, Mr. Ali?' I looked at Mr. Ali. He was standing there with his robe partially open, exposing that dark black carpet of fur. I looked at daddy and he winked. Even in my fog from the medicine I knew why he did that. Actually I knew and felt it as I looked at my own cock hard as a rock and staying warm in my puddle of precum on my belly. Therefore, I looked back at Mr. Ali and said. 'Mr. Ali, I have a boy pussy. Maybe you would help me and play with my pussy? I never knew I had it until today, but if you need some pussy, you are welcome to have mine.' He glanced quickly over at daddy and then quickly stepped between my legs still suspended to chains and said, 'I would enjoy nothing more pup'.

Part 3. I was tunnel-visioned out, passing out boxes of cigarettes like a clown on a parade float. The smile painted on, but really just a dancing monkey with a cash register calling the tune. Then Mick reached in and pulled me out. “Hey, I’m busy with getting the cigar shipment sorted out,” he shot over his shoulder, “maybe help that guy in the humidor? Said he wanted some pipe tobacco.” I headed back to the walk-in humidor and stepped inside. Just on the other side of the center table display I could see black leather through the stacked boxes of Upmanns and Fuentes. “Hmmm, we’ve got the Hemingway’s in,” I noted to myself. As I thought to grab a Short Story for later, the man at the jars of pipe tobacco shifted a bit and my eyes wandered back to him. It was the leather that really caught my eye. Black leather, but not that pristine, showroom new leather or the glossy vinyl that seemed to be so popular with the weekend warrior set. This leather was broken in, supple, with a grain that can only be nurtured over years of wear and care. He wore that jacket and there was no chance of it wearing him. When he moved his arm up to take down a jar of Latakia, the creases and folds made that magical sound, the sound that muscles must make under the skin when they tense and pull and expand. I began to sweat just a little bit. It was 78° in the humidor, but it might as well have been 100. My jeans also got incrementally tighter. “Could you help me here?” He asked that as less of a question and much more like a command. He wasn’t loud, he wasn’t abrasive, and I wasn’t completely sure he hadn’t just spoken directly into my mind. “Sure, What do you need?” I ventured as I rounded the corner just to his left. He turned his head and looked at me for a moment. Or maybe an hour. I wasn’t really experiencing things in a linear way as I caught sight of his eyes. They could have been blue, could have been green, or they could have been as black as the leather he wore neck to toes. His eyes didn’t move from mine, but I knew he had fully scanned me, from the floor right up to the top of my head. I felt like I had just passed through a CAT scan. “I need a blend for tonight,” he said, crooking his right eyebrow just a bit for emphasis, “something smooth with more than a little edge to it.” His eyes dipped ever so subtly down my body, then slid back up. “I see you have the Latakia there,” I said almost unconsciously, with a slight nod toward the jar in his hands. The nod dislodged a bead of sweat that had built at the nape of my hairline which then rolled straight down my spine, raising the hair on my arms like a static charge. “That’ll get you the edge you need in a good blend. I’d go two thirds black cavendish for the smoothness and a third of the Latakia if that’s what you’re looking for.” Again, he crooked that eyebrow at me and gave the slightest smile. “Sounds perfect, but I’d like a hint of flavor in there too.” He paused, just long enough to scan me one more time. “What would you toss in there?” “For taste and aroma, we’ve got this burley and Virginia cherry blend,” I gestured toward the jar on my left, but it felt like I was moving my arm through black strap molasses, the tension was so palpable. “A little bit of that goes a long way, so I’d just put an ounce or two in the blend.” He smiled that crooked smile again, “Sold. I’ll take a pound of your special blend tonight.” I could have sworn he said something else as well, but it was only my percolating imagination piecing those particular words together. “I’ll grab these jars and take them out to the scale” I murmured, almost choking, as I pulled the Latakia out of his grip and gathered the other two jars. As I turned to walk out, I saw him reach inside his jacket but was quickly out the door to mix up his order. The air outside the humidor was almost bracing as the rush of the ceiling fans powered off the layer of heat I carried with me. I set about pulling his order together, portioning out the balance he was looking for, carefully lacing the cherry flavor throughout the blend. It had to be even to pack right and smoke consistently with each bowl. There is no recipe with tobacco, at least not good tobacco, just a touch and intuition. After a few minutes and a trip to the scale, I had the blend in a ziplock ready to go. Just as I sealed the bag, he strode out of the humidor and to the register where I met him. “That’ll be twenty three dollars” I said as absently as I usually do when manning the cash box. “Here’s thirty,” He said as he handed two crisp, folded bills to me. “Keep the change.” He then tucked the baggie into his inside breast pocket and disappeared through the door. I looked down and went to put the twenty and the ten away when a slip of paper slid out from between them and fell to the floor, bouncing off the edge of my shoe. The skittering sound set off my adrenaline and I was frozen for a second. Snapping to, I jammed the bills into the register, slammed it closed and retrieved the paper. As I tucked it into my back pocket, I looked over at Mick. “Hey, I need to use the john. You okay with the shop?” “Yeah, no problem man.” And with that, the sweat I thought had been part and parcel with the humidor hit me again. I knew I had to read this note as soon as absolutely possible.

The "problem"'s solved if the bottom's blindfolded or hooded and masked. What he can't see, he can't refuse.

That's fine for you - but don't assume that it's fine for everybody. I like to limit my risk as much as possible: I won't have sex with guys that look unhealthy, I won't have sex with guys that have biohazard or scorpion tattoos and I won't have sex with guys who are vers/bottoms. If I put a condom on a guy, which is unlikely, I expect it to stay on and I will check to make sure it does - I also won't let him use his own condoms, so I can be sure that he's using my undoctored condoms. If a top tries to remove a condom or do anything that I haven't already consented to I will leave him with blue balls. Hell - I'll leave a top with blue balls, if he calls my ass a pussy or some other feminine term - if you want to fuck a pussy get a girlfriend. You fuck my ass or fuck off.

PART EIGHT My breathing was still ragged, and my body shaking a little as Matt and Eric kissed each other across my sweat covered body. Eric rubbed my chest and Matt worked the larger plug into my hole. With a soft pop it slid inside of me and held fast, Eric smiled. “How’s that hole holding up boy?” “Still hungry.” “Well I thought that you would probably need a break after the Philips boys so your ass can rest for a little while.” Matt shook the plug a little, “Which kinda cock has been your favorite boy?” “The thick ones,” I said without having to think, “I love feeling my cunt opening wider and wider for them.” “Well then you are sure going to enjoy what’s coming next, but lets get you out of this sling for a bit.” They helped me down from the sling and we took seats on the bench against the far wall. I walked gingerly trying to regain the feeling in my legs which had been up and spread for so long that without my noticing the had completely fallen asleep. When I finally say on the bench I made sure to sit squarely on the base of the plug to push it just that little bit deeper into my hole. Eric noticed and winked at me. Then we just sat there for a while, they asked me about school and we talked about their jobs, it was like we had known each other for years. I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised that after the intimacy we had just shared that they felt like old friends. After what seemed like ages of us sitting naked shooting the shit the doorbell upstairs rang again and the two of them smiled. Matt went upstairs to answer the door and Eric helped me back into the sling and pulled the plug from my hole. “Have fun,” he whispered before stepping away to beside the door. Two guys came down the stairs who looked to both be about twenty-one maybe a little older. One was had shaggy brown hair and looked like your classic All American boy. The second had short blonde hair sticking up from under a baseball cap and was built like a brick shit house of a football player. “This is Max,” Eric said gesturing to the blonde, “and Tom,” indicating the darker haired boy. They both wasted no time in stripping off. Max was far less hairy then any of the other men I had had that night but he did have incredibly bushy pits full of dirty blonde hair that made my mouth water. If the pits weren’t enough when he dropped his white briefs to the floor and let his thick eight-inch cock spring up and his big round balls swing loose I knew I needed his cock inside of me. Tom was tall and lithe and looked as though in ten years he would be completely covered in hair, as it was the thick patches of hair that grew on his chest and stomach had already merged and joined with the dense patch of hair that grew at the base of his cock. Tom’s cock must have been what Eric had been referring to when he said I would enjoy what was coming next. It was slightly longer then Max’s and thick as a can of beer. I needed them both. Without speaking they winked at each other and Tom came up to my head and smacked me in the face with his quickly hardening rod while Max moved between my legs. “How many loads you got in this sweet ass man,” Max asked rubbing his thick cock head against my hole. I had to think for a moment, counting the loads. “He doesn’t even remember,” Tom laughed. “Seventeen.” “And you took your first load today?” I nodded, taking Tom’s cock in my mouth. “Damn we have got to get your number,” and then Max slid home. As soon as his cock head slipped inside of my hole I lost all sense of self, all that I cared about was the ever-fattening cock in my mouth and the blonde boy pounding my hole as if his life depended on it. I was right where I belonged doing exactly what I was supposed to do. Max slammed his cock into me as if he had no interest in my pleasure only in using my hole for his one enjoyment and I didn’t care. I have no idea how long he hammered away before he grabbed my hips and shot his first load deep inside of me. Then he and Tom switched and I moaned as Tom’s ungodly thick cock stretched my used and battered hole yet wider. Three times they switched each dumping three loads inside of me bringing my load count up to twenty-three. When they were finished they got dressed and left me there with cum dripping from my hole. Eric came back into my field of view then and smiled. The plug returned and he helped me down. “How do you feel?” “Hungry,” I replied. “Wanna get some food from upstairs?” “Not that kinda hungry.” I fell to my knees and took his soft cock in my mouth. “Shit he’s still going?” said Matt coming down the stairs. “Hell yeah, put an add up on Craig’s List and get this boy some more cock.” Eric moved me to the fuck bench and after strapping me down fucked another load into my overflowing cunt. He left me like that, my hole gaping wide revealing the ocean of cum inside. Then the men started coming. I never saw them, they just came down the stairs and stuffed their cocks inside of me. I have no idea how long this went on or how many of them there were, but I was in heaven. After what must have been several hours and more then a dozen cocks Eric returned and asked me again how I felt, “Sleepy,” I replied. He laughed, plugged my ass, and unstrapped me. He then took my upstairs and laid me to sleep between he and Matt in their bed. I spent most of the day there asleep, and then around four in the afternoon, after a quick shower, I finally took Eric up on that ride home and went straight back to sleep. The next day I woke up with the plug still in my hole and a hunger burning in my guts. I found my phone in the pocket of my shorts, which I had tossed aside as soon as I had gotten home, and scrolled through all the new number till I found one of the Philips boys. “I need your cock,” I texted Jake. THE END

Becoming a Poz Cum Dump (Part 2) We then went up to his room where he got on his computer. As he sat at his desk and typed away on his pc, I was on the floor between his legs sucking his cock. I didn’t know what more he had planned for me, but the way I was feeling, I didn’t really care. As I sucked and sucked slowly his cock came back to life. Then he stood up and led me back to the sling where I was again restrained. He left me there for a few minutes when I heard a knock at the door. There were voices coming from the outer room as I lay there with my plugged up ass exposed. He came back in with a couple syringes; one was without a needle on it and the other was your typical needle type similar to the one he used earlier on me. He placed the tubing around my left arm and like before he when he gave me something that turned me into a cum hungry bottom. He stuck the needle in my arm and I was given more of what ever drug he gave me earlier. One of his friends approached my hole and pulled out the butt plug. Before my hole could close up the needleless syringe was shoved in as far as it would go and the contents emptied into my ass. At that moment the tubing around my arm was removed and I felt an increase in the warmth I felt throughout my body. I heard a ringing in my ears. The guy pulled the syringe from my hole and shoved his cock in me. He looked over to our host and asked, “How many loads he got in there already?” “I pumped in 5 loads. They have been marinating in there for about an hour now but needs something a little special added.” The guy fucking me groaned as he began to fuck me. Thoughts raced through my head as I looked down at the stud fucking me and saw a symbol tattooed around his belly button that I had seen in my high school biology lab. I wasn’t sure exactly what it meant, but knew it wasn’t a good symbol. As he fucked me I noticed 2 other friends standing behind him all stroking their hard cocks. The guy fucking me grunted out as he shot what felt like a gallons worth of cum deep inside me. He fucked me for a few minutes more before he pulled out and was replaced by our host. He fucked me for a good 15-20 minutes before he pulled out. Then the next friend stepped up and fucked me. I was glad I was drugged up because this guy had a huge cock with a 0g PA. I knew he had to be tearing me up on the inside. He pounded me without showing any mercy. He looked me in the eye when he shot his load in me. Again our host fucked me for a while before the last friend took his turn at my hole. This guy fucked me longer than the previous 2 friends did. When he was close to depositing his load to mix with the others he began to breathe heavy and he was sweating like he had been in a steam room. He slammed into me so hard I thought his cum would spurt out of my mouth as he unloaded his seed into me. After his friends were dressed he walked them to the door. I could barely make out what was being said in the outer room. I tried my best to make it out what he was saying, “The stupid cunt came over looking to get laid. He had no idea what he was getting himself into. Serves the cunt right to get knocked up after this.” Knocked up? What the fuck does that mean?